Honestly there are Herons here!
Old Nog, flying on wide wings,
Flapping slowly across the sky.
A flight to a nest
Long legs and neck extending
Squabbling with its mate.
Grey dots in my camera’s lens,
Specks of dust, motes in the air
I see them there.
Herons, like long necked dinosaur birds,
Cawing and squawking.
Flailing legs and beaks.
Life is returning to the lake.
