I saw a beautiful Heron this morning, it was particularly striking, I was driving from my home in the country to work in the City. There was a low light fog on the ground, the sky pink purple and blue in an incredible ethereal haze. A marsh to my left with fog dancing above it, and emerging a like a ghost, a graceful Heron, she flew up like an arrow from the marsh, and leveled out above me with wings spread, for a moment I was in awe and envious of her. I will take more photos in 2012, a love I have not given enough attention to.
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