I was on my walk a while ago, and took a picture of this fountain in the grounds of the corporate HQ behind me:
Then I took a different shot:
But I didn’t realize what was in the frame until I walked a bit further:
This is as close as I could get to him:
It reminded me of the time I was on Chincoteague Island, and saw a fawn lying very still among some reeds across a stream. A troop of Boy Scouts rollicked loudly past me, too busy with loudness and rollicking to notice the fawn.
I wonder how many herons and fawns we miss when we do this?
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