The day I went to the shore, the Heron was there.

He stood and looked at me.

‘You haven’t been about.’

“No, I haven’t been around. It was cold, and there was snow.”


‘Snow wouldn’t stop a girl like you. You’ve got your boots, haven’t you?’

“Yes, I’ve got my boots.”


‘I suppose you want to take a photograph with your stupid camera?’

“Well, if you don’t mind.”


‘No, I don’t mind.’

And for the first time, he did not fly away.

But stayed, and let me take a photograph.




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