After three days of gray clouds and flooding rains (5 1/4 " ), the sun came out yesterday, revealing one of the most gorgeous October days I can remember. Big Blue, as we call a our resident Great Blue Heron, perched on our dock taking in the warmth of the day.
I wrote the following for One Deep Breath's prompt, to contribute something about the countryside. Find more here.
big blue preens
gossamer plumage
at his feet frogs forage
dappled morning light plays
in groves of scarlet maples
gossamer plumage
at his feet frogs forage
dappled morning light plays
in groves of scarlet maples
9 comments:
It's been a heron year for me too, watching them... but we have no resident one here. This is a wonderful tribute to the bird and the day!
What a great picture. The dignity of a heron's stance always catches me. Beautiful.
He does look regal as you have described. I only wish an accompanying wider angle had been included so we might see the scarlet maples as well!
Wow! Sounds lovely. I can tell you enjoy your space.
Nice haiku.
You imagery was devine! Enjoyed watching him taking it all in through your words :)
He is definitely the king of his world. A lovely picture and haiku...I especially love the lines
"dappled morning ligh plays ~ in groves of scarlet maples." Describes it beautifully!
It sounds like a wonderful place that you live in.
Such a wonderful photo and poem! I like watching blue herons. There are lots of them in France and I´ve seen a couple in southern Spain.
How utterly magical in all ways. This so reminds me of my Uncle Cap's backyard (from my youth). Such a beautiful memory.
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