I hope you're not getting too sick of Harry the Heron.
He just stops me in my tracks.
Last week I was coming home from the mall and passed by the ditch, and saw Harry closer than he had ever been.
Of course, I didn't have my camera with me, but that didn't stop me from hurrying home and walking back, hoping he was still there.
He'd moved back a bit, but I still had to try to get better shots than before -- no easy feat with a small hand-held instant digital with a lens that gets shaky on full tilt!
I was nearly ready to leave when I saw something move on the island behind Harry. I was confused -- it wasn't the place a person could easily get to with the swampy water surrounding it, and perhaps even covering part of the land.
Look -- can you see that brown bit?
Look a little closer -- it looks as though Harry has a friend!
These photos are terribly fuzzy -- but as you can see, Harry's friend is a beautiful doe, enjoying happy hour at the shore.
A couple was sitting on a bench, also watching. "She's heavy," the woman said. "I wonder if she's going to have a fawn? I saw one here last year.
You think I'm going back often at twilight?
You think right.
He just stops me in my tracks.
Last week I was coming home from the mall and passed by the ditch, and saw Harry closer than he had ever been.
Of course, I didn't have my camera with me, but that didn't stop me from hurrying home and walking back, hoping he was still there.
He'd moved back a bit, but I still had to try to get better shots than before -- no easy feat with a small hand-held instant digital with a lens that gets shaky on full tilt!
I was nearly ready to leave when I saw something move on the island behind Harry. I was confused -- it wasn't the place a person could easily get to with the swampy water surrounding it, and perhaps even covering part of the land.
Look -- can you see that brown bit?
Look a little closer -- it looks as though Harry has a friend!
These photos are terribly fuzzy -- but as you can see, Harry's friend is a beautiful doe, enjoying happy hour at the shore.
A couple was sitting on a bench, also watching. "She's heavy," the woman said. "I wonder if she's going to have a fawn? I saw one here last year.
You think I'm going back often at twilight?
You think right.
