all creatures great and small
This morning, two weeks after taking the three shots to the left, again I left my house well before dawn to try and capture a sunrise winter scene of the bridge and bay. Again I was unable to get the kind of shot I wanted. Again I got on a bus headed to Clove Lake instead of one headed to my house and a nice hot breakfast. Again I walked the length of the park knee deep in fresh snow, with nothing to show for it. Again I trudged through the hip high snowdrift by the brook looking for a picturesque scenic shot. Again I ended up frozen to my waste in snow while the same blue heron and I starred surprisingly at the sight of each other.
This time I was father away from him. So I had to slowly walk closer, stopping every few feet. When I got close as I dared, I started clicking off shots. Then after standing in that snow drift for 20 minutes my slowly freezing fingers and toes told me it was time to leave this familiar icy dance with this bird until I come better equipped to deal with the cold. As I watched the early morning sunlight shine off the frozen water I thought of my potential next encounters with him in the upcoming winter as he walked away from me again and admitted, yes he won this battle of the cold with me again this day, but next winter, I'm going to be the winner.
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