Monday, November 07, 2011

Photo shy

Far down the beach, in the long afternoon shadows below heaps of dead eelgrass, this blue heron was fishing. As we approached, he moved away, almost invisible at times against the dark background. We finally caught him in a sunlit stretch, as he flew to the far side of a log pile, stopped to see if we still followed, then flew away for good.

From this angle, he has an oddly misshapen body.

Back to his usual sleekness.


  1. He is beautiful - and I love his reflection!

  2. As we were leaving Powell River to catch the ferry I looked out over the rocky shore and saw a cormorant (I believe) standing on a protruding rock with his wings outstretched. I wanted to get a picture, but no chance. - Margy


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