On the drive home from Hannah’s summer basketball league, much to her dismay, I pulled over when I spotted this great blue heron in the Harrington River. The ear buds went in and she settled in for what she expected would be a long wait and grumbled, “You and that camera.”
I got in only one shot before he startled and swooped into flight.
He in turn, startled the geese who popped their heads up from the marsh grass in the setting sun.
