It’s been a good summer for John the Heron – I’ve seen him, and his relatives, all over the place. And especially up at Fords Pond, where on one morning alone I encountered two mated pairs of Great Blue Herons in the course of my paddle.
As always, GBHs are tolerant of photos right up to the point that they aren’t anymore. I set the kayak to drifting in as I shoot, working by way closer with my eye glued to the camera. Sometimes they’ll let me drift right past, others they take flight quickly, usually voicing their discontent as they go.
And sometimes I find them up in trees, like this one below. It’s a funny place to see them, big pterodactyl-like critters that they are, landing awkwardly among the branches. It seems unnatural somehow, but it isn’t – it’s normal behavior.