|Blue heron surveying a canal structure|
I honestly don't know what he thinks he's going to eat here. The main fishy type edibles are large, sterile grass carp which don't produce little heron snax. I partly wonder if it's just an aspiration thing: he stares at the carp, watching, biding his time, thinking to himself, one day, one day I shall eat you, my large vegetarian friend. But come on, there's no way, right? He looks determined, though. Colored like a fighter jet, isn't he? Blends in. Except for the hi-vis beak. Er, carp spear. He is a big bird--the canal structure doesn't really give you a sense of scale, but he was standing tall. Waiting. Watching. Do bird stomachs growl? Get up. Go ride.