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When we first arrived at the boat launch, the Blue Heron seemed to be a statue. It stood at the end of the dock looking down into the water and did not move for quite a few minutes. He started moving after awhile, preening, flapping his wings and scratching but never moved from the end of the dock. There were many ducks that came to gather around him and entertain him and those around. Beautiful area that I will have to return to and do some painting,
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