Hello again, gentle humans. Today’s discussion is going to be about avian sightings. You know … those things that sing all day and fly in the air. Are you ready? Then let’s go!
Do you like birds? I see them often, in the yard with me or during my walks in the park. For the most part I don’t pay them too much attention. They are small little things and are looking for small little things to eat, like seeds, or bugs, or worms.
But today I saw a big bird! No, not that Big Bird. Not that big bird from Sesame Street. If I saw that bird it would have been funny.
But this bird that I saw was not funny; it was scary. It was huge, and had big wings, and a long beak. It looked like something from a prehistoric age. It landed in the yard and startled all the purry things. They quickly ran to hide. I shouted to dad, “Look! It’s a pterodactyl!!” and I ran towards it.
I had never seen a pterodactyl before, and I didn’t know what it was doing in my yard. It didn’t look like it wanted to look for seeds or worms. It wanted to eat something bigger, like purry things, or maybe even clever pups like me?
But dad told me that it wasn’t a dinosaur. Instead, it was a Great Blue Heron. It sure looked great! It was much greater than the sparrows and swallows and starlings that I usually see. It was even greater than the hawks and owls that fly overhead. “Great” was a great name for it.
Dad also told me that it wan’t interested in eating bugs, or worms, or clever pups. Herons like to eat fish that they catch in the water.
But what was it doing in our yard? Maybe it thought that there were fish swimming in the pool? I know that sometimes ducks come to our yard to swim in the pool, but this heron didn’t look like he was interested in swimming. He just stood there, looking regal and great, until this clever pup ran over to him, barking very loudly.
And when I did, the Great Blue Heron flew away, gracefully and regally, towards the morning sun.
As he flew away I watched. I watched for a long time. He was so big that I could see him as he faded far into the distance. It was a sight that I hadn’t seen before, and I wish that he had stayed around longer.
I hope that the heron finds what he was looking for. I hope that he finds his way home. I hope that he finds his fish. I hope that he finds his way to Sesame Street. (But I couldn’t tell him how to get there.)