On a recent visit to Mississippi, I caught this flight of a great blue heron on my phone camera. The wingspan of these birds amazes me. They fly low across the water and perch near the water’s edge to forage for minnows and other small aquatics. This photo reminds me of a drawing my father did of a heron over the water.
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The Flight of the Great Blue Heron
Poised dawn glider
Horizon solitude
Regal wave to God
Margaret Simon, draft
Reflections on the Teche 