Heron, Fishing

 

The heron came back, hungry and scraggly, and looking for a meal.

 

 

He looks, and stalks, and — misses — and his feathers are literally ruffled about it.

 

 

 

He tries some fungus, but it’s not what he needs.

 

 

He tries a couple more times, to no avail.

 

 

Maybe another spot:  Go, go, wait.  Watching.

 

 

And he got it!

 

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