I was, once again, around the Lake when I spotted, through the clearing in the trees and grasses, this heron peering through the surface of the water.
In an instant, its long beak broke through the surface of the water, snatching a tasty morsel.
It then saw me through the clearing, so I decided to leave at that moment. I may have been a little larger than the fish just caught, but I could see hunger through those eyes that were peering now directly at me. I wasn’t going to stick around any longer!
This is a post in response to Debbie’s One Word Sunday theme, ‘Through’.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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