I got extremely lucky and caught this heron in the act of hunting.
Also I wrote a poem about Herons: https://bozbozeman.com/2022/06/03/heron/
heron
Wild life
On my first day of school, just before I got in my car, I saw a heron fly by my house. Herons are special to me, I think of them as my spirit bird. So seeing one on my first day gave me a very positive feeling.
Today on my drive in there were three buck deers crossing the road in front of me. It’s pretty rare to see deers with horns. I then saw a doe around the corner and wondered if the guys were looking for her.
I feel very honored and humbled when I see wild animals. It also makes me feel special. Timing of such things need to be perfect, and I like to think that these sightings are a sign that I’m aligned with my day and have the power to make it a great one.
Heron
Blue Heron standing in the shallows: Stick legs Knot knees Twig toes Do you always have one leg raised Or is that the way I want to picture you? The way your body curves Into your long neck Curls into your head Pointing with your beak. Immobile elegance Poised to strike Pierce Capture Eat Immobile elegance Still Outside of time Do you always fly by yourself? You are solitary But The steady, slow wing pace Makes me think you are flying in place Makes me think you don’t know alone When you are above me You are so many things A seamless assembly of geometry Cylindrical Linear Curved Body Legs Wings Straight and curling Never bent or crooked You are dignity Except that one time: I surprise you in the small pond So close to the trail My hiker quiet feet don’t warn you Anna’s dog-pad paws hush on the packed dirt You jump up, water thunder wing crash But The trees are close around you The escape angle steep Up You labor, heavy strokes Slap the air Unsteadily ascend Somehow find a hole in the canopy Escape from me With my hand reached out toward you Trying to bring you back And It’s too late let to tell you that I love you
Mark Bozeman 