{"id":950,"date":"2017-10-22T20:07:51","date_gmt":"2017-10-22T20:07:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/?p=950"},"modified":"2017-10-22T20:07:51","modified_gmt":"2017-10-22T20:07:51","slug":"great-blue-heron","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/?p=950","title":{"rendered":"Great Blue Heron"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"ngg-singlepic ngg-none\" src=\"http:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/wp-content\/gallery\/Autumn\/Great-Blue-Heron.jpg\" alt=\"Great Blue Heron\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Great Blue Heron<\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>I drive past him each day in the swamp where he stands\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>on one leg, hunched as if dreaming of his own form\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>the surface reflects. Often I nearly forget to turn left,\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>buy fish and wine, be home in time to cook and chill.\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Today the bird stays with me, as if I am moving through\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>the heron\u2019s dream to share his sky or water\u2014places<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>he will rise into on slow flapping wings or where\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>his long bill darts to catch unwary frogs. I\u2019ve seen\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>his slate blue feathers lift him as dangling legs\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>fold back, I\u2019ve seen him fly through the dying sun\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>and out again, entering night, entering my own sleep.\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>I only know this bird by a name we\u2019ve wrapped him in,\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>and when I stand on my porch, fish in the broiler,<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>wine glass sweating against my palm, glint of sailboats\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>tacking home on dusky water, I try to imagine him<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>slowly descending to his nest, wise as he was\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>or ever will be, filling each moment with that moment\u2019s\u00a0<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>act or silence, and the evening folds itself around me.<\/em><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\">-T. Alan Broughton<\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"text-align: left;\">I&#8217;m looking forward to\u00a0 return to nice weather this week and getting out to shoot again. But in the meantime I am enjoying the chance to revisit older images and think about them in a more creative way. Out of about two dozed frames of Great Blue Herons in flight this is the only way that came out any where near in focus. But the bird was a little too close to the edge of the frame so I did a little Photoshop artistry and came up with this image that I really love for its simplicity.<\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Great Blue Heron I drive past him each day in the swamp where he stands\u00a0 on one leg, hunched as if dreaming of his own form\u00a0 the surface reflects. Often I nearly forget to turn left,\u00a0 buy fish and wine, be home in time to cook and chill.\u00a0 Today the bird stays with me, as &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/?p=950\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Great Blue Heron<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[29,9,12,6],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-950","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-autumn","category-birds","category-klamath-basin","category-nature"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/950","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=950"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/950\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":951,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/950\/revisions\/951"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=950"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=950"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeannehoadley.com\/Photo15\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=950"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}