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Tuesday, June 10, 2014

the blue heron...

sunny days on the coast are rare, after 2 weeks of heavy wet gray i woke up to glorious SUN. i took the dogs for a walk at 6am and just stayed out until 4pm, happy as a lark, gardening, watering, potting, reading, whale watching, pruning, dining, did i mention just playing in the sun? i cannot tell you what a blast of sun can do to your soggy skin.

while reading i spotted a blue heron. huh? why is he here, they are fisherman... i thought perhaps it was injured, it stood in the same place for 30 minutes. i heard the black birds squawking and challenging him. i thought of walking over to see if it was sick, but just grabbed my camera instead. i cannot tell you the shock i felt when suddenly it crouched down like my border collies...







i don't think i could have been more shocked unless i was nudged with a cattle prod!



our yards are riddled with voles, we trip and stumble constantly over their mounds and holes, i had NO IDEA herons were such hunters, i always thought they were fisherman...



 i was beginning to wonder how hungry was this bird...



he spent all afternoon dining near by, i could not be any more surprised to learn of these subterranean dining habits~