Horn Pond's Regular

Early morning mist rises from Horn Pond as the first light paints the sky in soft shades of pink and peachy overtones. There, half-hidden behind a bush, stands the great blue heron--a familiar presence, watching with quiet intensity. As I approach with care, he turns and holds his pose, as if offering a portrait of dignified composure. A moment of connection between observer and observed, set against the gentle glow of dawn.