Category Archives: Green Heron

Green Heron Channeling Don King for Wordless & Wild Bird Wednesday

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Green heron alarmed by nearby fox, with raised cap feathers.

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Thanks once again to Stewart Moncton for the Wild Bird Wednesday prompt.

Thanks to Wordless Wednesday for the Wordless Wednesday challenge.

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A selection of my heron and flower photos is now available at the Five Crows Gallery in Natick, MA. Drop in and see the work of the many wonderfully creative artists who show there when you’re in the area.

Five Crows is on FaceBook. To give the gallery a visit, please click here.

Remember: Walk softly and carry a long lens.™

The Tao of Feathers™

(This photo was taken September 2007.)

© 2013 Babsje. (https://babsjeheron.wordpress.com)

Green Heron

Our Guest Heron Du Jour: It’s Easy Being Green (Green Heron, That Is)

The Green Heron skulked about on the shoreline, seeking out small frogs for dinner, oblivious to the fox sniffing around the dock not fifteen feet away. The heron’s cap feathers were fully erect as though it was alarmed, but it kept on rooting in the muck as though a nearby fox was an everyday happening.

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Great Blue Heron and Green Heron posing.

I was mesmerized the first time I saw a Green Heron – by the heron, but also by the fox. I had seen neither of them before in the cove, and I didn’t know which to photograph, and so I alternated between them.

The fox seemed unaware of the green heron, and paid no heed to the mallard ducks paddling off the end of the dock. He was on the scent of something on land, not water.

The green heron poked and prodded in the muck at water’s edge, pulling out small frogs. Apart from erecting his cap feathers to make himself appear larger, less vulnerable to predators, he seemed oblivious to the fox not fifteen feet away and kept on poking the muck as though a nearby fox was normal.

There’s little that is green about it, and with erect cap feathers channelling Don King’s hair, the green heron looked like the Rodney Dangerfield of herons. I found it an amusing little bird, and watched intently, wondering exactly why it was called “green” and what made it a heron?

My question was answered in part when the preening green heron assumed the pose shown in the photo at top here. Brings to mind an odd sort of “separated at birth” comparison.

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Thanks once again to Stewart Moncton for the Wild Bird Wednesday prompt.

Thanks also to Sue for the Word a Week Challenge: Pose.

Thanks to Ailsa for the Weekly Travel Theme: Short. (The Green Heron is so short, it’s hard to imagine it having much in common with the Great Blue Herons.)

Thanks to the kind folks at NaBloPoMo for the National Blog Posting Month challenge this November.

And thanks also to Michelle for the Weekly Pet Challenge Roundup nudge.

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A selection of my heron and flower photos are now available at the Five Crows Gallery in Natick, MA. Drop in and see the work of the many wonderfully creative artists who show there when you’re in the area.

Remember: Walk softly and carry a long lens.™

The Tao of Feathers™

© 2013 Babsje. (https://babsjeheron.wordpress.com)

Green Heron, Great Blue Heron