Friday Blues

Nothing like an hour in the park on a Friday afternoon, a break from the responsibility and bustle of necessary living, to restore balance to one’s soul.  These gentle, graceful beings bring new meaning to the phrase “the blues”….

Even the sky was fighting the blues…..

 

The Great Blue was skulking in the reeds beside the lake until I intruded;  but ever the Diva….

 

One must be stealthy to get close enough even though there are people everywhere. Something about a camera lens and the clicking…

I suppose you won’t leave without a session….

Giving me the Emperor’s pose…

Wait! I think this is my best side….yes! Did you get it?

 

After awhile enough was enough and flight was inevitable.  To the other side of the lake!

 

Well, I think you have taken enough photos. Now lookee what I can do!

Hubby loves the way they fly with legs straight out behind them.

This was my favorite “in flight” shot!

Another perfect landing…

 

Little Egret took to the rooftop

 

Up on the roof…..

 

 

The Great White was regal as ever…..

High steppin’!

 

 

A touch of fire sets off the woods.. This guy asked for you Dan Antion  

And red moments

This guy said to tell you hello Dan!!

 

And last but not least, Mr Blue himself….the tri colored Heron.  He spoke to me in those few moments, allowing me to get close enough to see into the depths of his eyes.  I came away with renewed peace and hope.  Would that I could take wing and soar with him……

This tri colored heron gave me a lengthy private audience though our discussion remains between us…..

 

This fellow was so tolerant of my intrusion but was not a all like a diva. That would be the Blue Heron of course.

I love the contrast of the tri colored heron’s feathers, like a headdress.

 

 

He reminded me blue is not such a bad way to be…….

Until next time, my friend…