tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post8082752590279003069..comments2024-03-28T08:23:22.133-04:00Comments on Beyond the Fields We Know: A Memory of Heronskerrdelunehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09779897207670867347noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-45849825371724531912015-11-04T15:11:14.901-05:002015-11-04T15:11:14.901-05:00Herons have been a favorite of mine as well... So...Herons have been a favorite of mine as well... So elegant, so poised, just watching, observing, listening... taking it all in... perfectly balanced... Seems like you caught this one in liminal light - the inbetween time... Such a poignant photo! Mystic Meanderinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09746429719911446865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-73286566270524305152015-11-03T14:02:28.318-05:002015-11-03T14:02:28.318-05:00Stunning photograph, really so very beautiful.Stunning photograph, really so very beautiful.sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03818420999930644450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15897842.post-63077069068595906892015-11-03T08:14:29.132-05:002015-11-03T08:14:29.132-05:00This morning in the early morning fog I went quiet...This morning in the early morning fog I went quietly down to the dock and across the river our resident pterodactyl screech out to the mouth of the river as he saw me through the fog long before I saw him. I think he stays over the winter, but if our winter is as harsh as it is supposed to be, he may go down the coast. Such a lovely photo! Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.com