It is not every day that a Great Blue Heron tolerates one’s presence from just across a small pond. But then, it is not every Monday afternoon that one finds oneself in a position to test the tolerance of Ardea herodias, no matter how unintentionally. But, on my vacation day from work and an off day for Daisy from classes, we did just that at the north end of Alley Pond Park, after a couple of trains and a bus ride down Northern Boulevard. While we watched, the heron made moves like it was going to thrust that dagger-sharp bill into the pond but every effort was aborted. Apparently the prey in the pond were warier than the heron.
After enjoying the heron’s presence for long enough (really, is that possible?) and the mosquitos’ presence for far too long, we continued along the trail, seeing some warblers, some mimids, and some thrushes, but none so impressive as the familiar Great Blue Heron.