Monday, May 19, 2008
If it is possible to be ugly and beautiful simultaneously, the Great Blue Heron wins first place in such a contest. These amazing creatures are perfectly adapted for fishing or for frogging ('cause they like frogs too). Excuse me while I go sit in a corner and try and get the sensation of what it must be like to swallow a frog out of my system. How does one do that, by the way?
I love living on the water, but one thing I could live without is the sound of a Great Blue Heron's screech at 2:00 a.m. It happens almost routinely, and I know what is going on. Whenever One Heron lands in the vicinity of Another Heron, one of them squawks. And it isn't just a squawk. It is a blood-curdling screech straight from The Exorcist. (Were there screeches in the Exorcist? If not, substitute the horror movie of your choice in its place. Thank you.) If one of their heads isn't spinning around, rest assured mine is. Complete with hair standing on end. And this lovely sound is just what one wants to hear at 2:00 a.m.
I wrote something a while back about a heron here who came to the back door looking for handouts. Thankfully, now that the pickin's aren't so slim, the heron is able to fend for himself.
I just wish he'd keep his nighttime activity down to a dull roar. I really need to get some sleep.