Sometimes Black-crowned Herons surprise me with their unpredictability like the Heron above.
One dewy morning, this heron surprised me by choosing a rather open place near the river for hunting.
From my observation, Herons are taking their time to decide what to do next.
Should I go down into the swamp and get lost in the dense thickets? Or fly away?
The heron chose to take off, otherwise it would have gotten lost in the thickets and I would never have seen it again.
Another lucky moment that morning was that I managed to take the Heron's one in-flight shot, which came out surprisingly sharp.
Life goes on.
