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| We drove the Surfside route July 5 with the intention of taking a photo of the heron, but he flew off. So I made sketch. |
A Zen-like concentration is required as we search for marks in the sand or the anomaly of a smoothed pathway across the endless tire tracks and ruts of beach traffic.
Our focus must be interrupted somehow along
the way during those four-plus hours of our search. So we also watch for our Great Blue Heron.
He’s a big guy,
his knees and tall body towering above his feathered companions, always waiting
in about the same spot on the edge of the water.
He seems to like it there with
his larger-than-average entourage of Laughing Gulls. There is lots of fresh
Sargassum washing in on this piece of his beach. It must be a shore bird’s buffet!
-- Suzanne B.
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