And a more classic pose. Thank you, heron!
Itchy feathers… now, just hold still and pose for me. This zoom lens wears me out.
Meanwhile, there are the tour barges going by on Riverwalk and lots of people going by on foot and outdoor tables. No one but me is staring at the higher branches of the tree.
This watcher is lightly hidden. Watching the tourists while I am watching her.
Oh! We need a better view! Turn, bird! I can’t wade out into the river here!
Turning a little….
Near the top of the previous post, in the tree, near the roof line of the building behind. A bird and not a very small bird. Look, feathers, who is it?
For photrablogger’s Mundane Monday # 125, a study of parallels. The fog is rolling in after the sun rises, and the rowers come in.
This is the last photograph in my series. I hope she is a neighbor I run into again soon! Great blue herons are so big, they need big trees to perch in, and we have them.