The dock lights line the runway for the blue heron as he glides in for a silent landing. He patrols the docks every night or so it seems as I have never seen him fish off of the docks. He is the silent feathered sentry of the night.

The dock lights line the runway for the blue heron as he glides in for a silent landing. He patrols the docks every night or so it seems as I have never seen him fish off of the docks. He is the silent feathered sentry of the night.
