Scene from our lawns
March 7th 2008 17:22
A couple of city pigeons lazed upon the lawn, occasionally reaching to their side to peck at the grass. A baby starling hopped about, pecking for grubs amongst the grasses, coming and going.
Suddenly I looked out again, over the washing up that my hands were occupied with. A white-faced heron was serenely strolling across the lawn, poking its beak down every so often. The starling stared astounded. I admit we do not often find heron in the yard, perhaps once or twice a year only. However, I guess this little bird had never seen such a monster before, with its elongated legs and huge body…
Suddenly I looked out again, over the washing up that my hands were occupied with. A white-faced heron was serenely strolling across the lawn, poking its beak down every so often. The starling stared astounded. I admit we do not often find heron in the yard, perhaps once or twice a year only. However, I guess this little bird had never seen such a monster before, with its elongated legs and huge body…
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