Yesterday was another clear, crisp and calm day in Allentown, so, I grabbed the Nikons and headed into the Little Lehigh Parkway. A bit upstream of the gauging station bridge I found one of our old feathered friends perched on a rock on the opposite stream bank:
He did a bit of preening, seemed to chucle, and then settled into one of his statue modes:
After twenty or so minute of inaction, I continued upstream. Fifty yards or so after the ninety degree turn, I just happened to glance up a tree on the opposite bank. There was another Heron, forty to fifty feet above the stream:
I switched to the long lens and grabbed a few closeups:
I hung around for twenty minutes or so, again with no meaningful action. I continued upstream to the trout nursery.
As I headed back home, I noted that, an hour and a half later, both birds were still parked in their original spots.
