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The Great Blue Heron stood there longer than I expected, completely still and completely aware. Nothing about the moment felt rushed or dramatic—it just felt deliberate. I liked the way it held itself, calm and watchful, as if it belonged to the marsh more than the marsh belonged to it.
The Great Blue Heron stood there longer than I expected, completely still and completely aware. Nothing about the moment felt rushed or dramatic—it just felt deliberate. I liked the way it held itself, calm and watchful, as if it belonged to the marsh more than the marsh belonged to it.