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Nov. 1st, 2005 03:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tylikI guess, were I a blue heron, I might want to hang around the salmon spawning pools as well...
There are fewer salmon now (not, I am certain, because of our friend the heron, who is smaller than most of the missing fish) and fewer of them are really big. The heron, though, was fascinating -- I found myself envying her long neck and how much perspective it allowed her (though practically, in my case, just more neck to be fucked up, I suppose). Watching her maneuver a small, struggling fish so that it would slide down her throat. And how she could shake, and suddenly be surrounded by a ruffled disarray of fine, long feathers, that would then subside back to her usual elegance.
There are fewer salmon now (not, I am certain, because of our friend the heron, who is smaller than most of the missing fish) and fewer of them are really big. The heron, though, was fascinating -- I found myself envying her long neck and how much perspective it allowed her (though practically, in my case, just more neck to be fucked up, I suppose). Watching her maneuver a small, struggling fish so that it would slide down her throat. And how she could shake, and suddenly be surrounded by a ruffled disarray of fine, long feathers, that would then subside back to her usual elegance.
