The First Step Is The Hardest
This morning I spotted this blue heron in a tree along the edge of the marsh. It was an odd place for the bird to perch and I suspected it would not stay there very long.
That was indeed the case as the GBH suddenly threw up his wings in preparation for departure. Except his exit was not particularly graceful, it looked more like he fell out of the tree.
He did manage to quickly regain balance and go into a fairly smooth glide mode and then head out across the pond area. But it reminded me of a cat that falls awkwardly but still does manage to land on it’s feet and then gives you that look like… “What? I wanted to do that.” 🙂