|Juvenile Black-crowned Night-Heron at Milford Harbor|
So stealthy, so unexpected. Sometimes in the summer I see Night-Herons doing their Ninja thing in Milford harbor -- standing like statues, waiting to suddenly lurch forward and stab at fish. But I think this is the first time I've seen one in the middle of winter. It took a minute or two of standing gazing at the pretty snow scene for the bird to resolve itself in my vision. What a lovely thought: that there is all manner of cryptic beauty out there waiting to be decoded.