Seeing The Heron In The Pond

I left the dogs in the house and went looking for the heron this morning.  I followed the trail left by the donkeys, though the frozen grasses, to the back pond that still isn’t frozen.

I didn’t see her at first, she blended in to her surroundings so well.

I didn’t what to try to get too close, I didn’t want to  bother her,  to chase her away.  Maybe she knew, because she didn’t move at all.

After watching her for a while and talking a few pictures,  I slowly turned and quietly followed the path out of the marsh.