Postcards from the Lake: Art Camp - The Nature

In my last Art Camp post I mentioned that we had an unexpected guest during our time north. Life is good when you look out the porch window and see this.

Harry the Heron appears to have an up-north cousin, aka Harry North. And he was pretty stunning.

Much of the time I saw him in the evening, after it was far to dark to photograph. With only the slightest bit of light left in the sky, he would pace along the shore, slowly, deliberately, seeking an evening snack.

But we saw him during the day as well. Again, from afar. 

If you want to see a heron fly, just open the door and walk out with your camera, even if the door is far from the subject itself.

Other times he would fly just a bit, from a dock to a new spot.

And on occasion he'd land with a startling splash! (I'm not sure he processed that there is a pretty quick drop off in the water at that spot!)

Oh, those angel wings!

Every feature of these beautiful birds appeals to me -- their dogged determination and patience in checking out the water, waiting for their treat...

...the elegance of their tall stature, long beak and beautiful neck. 

...and their long look as they streak across the sky.

 I will remember a lot of things about art camp -- the conversations, the wonderful dinners, the perfect weather, fabulous sunsets, and all the hours of playing in paint, being creative.

But I will never forget this. 

 

 I hope he'll make a return visit before summer ends.

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