Last weekend, at the Edwin B Forsythe Wildlife Refuge, when I first saw this juvenile blue heron, it had just caught a fish and was going back to the bank of the marshes to eat it.
By the time it turned around, the fish was gone, swallowed in its entirety. The heron preened itself smugly, then bent forward as if seeing some other meal swimming by.
Nothing! The bird walked away to another spot, near two humans who were also fishing with their poles and lines, and a small boat.
It was low tide, and water was rushing out of the marshes into the ocean.
Once every few minutes, I could hear fish jumping into the air and falling back into the receding water.
Suddenly the heron dove in head first.
and came up with nothing! It did not give up though and resolutely struck a pose.
Soon enough, it caught another one.
During the 15 minutes I spent observing and photographing it, this heron caught three fishes. The two humans caught zero during that same time.