Autumn winds fevered – constraint not an option when fierce Winter follows. (For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: Â fever/ fierce)
Night lifts, morning slipping through blinds, soul returning from nightly foray, body awakening, a vague sense of disconnection – admit it, you know this.
Blending in the gift of stealth only your voice – woodsy reed  – alerts me to your presence. You are grey sky and rushing waters tall reeds and wind-swept banks And when my heart beats off tempo given to spells of malaise you are metronome reseting my rhythm. (Friday I join in with Granny Shot […]
Even the shy night heron, how delightful to see.
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Beautiful detail and texture in the mallard shot.
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Thanks Patti
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I had no idea there were night herons…so much yet to learn, eh? 🙂
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A bird I discovered in Texas. There is a yellow-crowned (pictured) and a black-crowned.
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Very nice!
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Oh that heron is a wonderful photo. Thanks V.J 😀
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So decent of him to pose for me, eyes open, considering his natural propensity to be nocturnal.
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