Description
A tall young heron stands watch on the bleached platform of the nest, head high and aimed up the valley as if supper were running late and someone would be hearing about it. A dark sibling hunches at its side, a third bird waits in the leaves at right, and a fourth keeps to its branch at the frame’s left edge, the whole household arranged through the cottonwood’s crown. Behind them the ripening canola glows soft gold under a pale, hazy evening sky.





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