I’m not hunting the Great Blue Heron. The heron is hunting for his meal; although I guess that’s called foraging.
I was working in our yard and didn’t even notice when it came to my part of the Alsea River until I took a break.
They usually startle easily but this one didn’t mind me moving around. Maybe it’s a young one?
He finds one yummy minnow after another.
They walk so gracefully.