Sometimes the strangest things inspire prayer.
I had one of these moments while photographing this heron.
I saw it fishing, so I decided to wait in the cold, to catch a photo
of the heron catching a fish.
So I waited and waited, the wind began to blow, I waited.
My hands got cold, still I waited.
My feet began to numb, although I was not the one wading through the frigid water.
My nose got really cold…still no fish.
I began to be grateful that God had not made me a heron.
All that time standing in cold water to get its lunch…a cold fish.
Fowler
floweralley 
Such rewards for your patience. In the first photo the bird and its reflection look like lingering leaves. “Fowler”, indeed 🙂
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Such rewards for your patience. The bird and its reflection in the first picture look like lingering leaves. “Flower” indeed 🙂
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De bien jolies photos et j’ai le même problème, les hérons peuvent rester de longs moments sans bouger 🙂
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I do not have enough patience to photograph them. I definitely could not be one. I would never stand still long enough to catch my food.
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Birds are so interesting. I could observe them for hours…
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