Scene in Edmonds: Waterfront heron

Taken Thursday at Brackett’s Landing by Susan Matheson.
  1. “Blending into the grass was a heron, close enough to see the amber bead of its eye, it’s slate colored body tinted with the late afternoon light. It’s neck was settled into an S, the sharp length of the bill like the brass letter opener his parents had given him when he left India. His satisfaction was in watching: it’s breast feathers drooping as it dipped its head toward the water, as it took slow strides on long, backward-bent legs. For the first time in his life, he felt a helpless love.”
    Jhumpa Lahiri, “The Lowland”

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