Late last Fall I noticed the beautiful flight of the Great Blue Heron with increasing frequency. The daily fly-passes to and fro wherever watering hole it favoured.
Then I noticed it was now mid January and although I don't see the Heron nearly as often, I still do. I wondered where it was coming/going from... until yesterday. I found this crazy bird hunkered in the shallows of a pond that defies freezing temperatures.
I can't help but wonder if it will even survive this frigid winter.