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When I first pulled in to get out at the upper lagoon at Washington Park, this gray heron took off.
Dang!
I followed him with my eye, hoping that he would land on the far bank of the lagoon, giving me another chance.
As I was pulling my car around the drive of the lagoon, I spotted him, as he did me.
I stopped and switched lenses to the fine Pentax DA* 50-135mm f2.8 that I was carrying in my bag. I rolled down my window and started in. I got only two frames worth a darn out of about 10 I fired off.
That was enough. I got this one.
The bird was keeping watch on me as intensely as I was it. As I pulled away, the graceful neck twisted in line with my moving car.
I got what I came for. I hope this heron had enough for dinner.
Heron’s patiently stalk thier prey in water and marshes. Slowly moving and waiting for food to come thier way.
I was patient with this great bird, and was rewarded.



Gorgeous! I absolutely adore those birds.