I have seen this Grey Heron a few times next to the lake, and one morning I was fortunate to watch him catch his breakfast. (No way I can tell the difference between the male or female, so I assume male for now.)

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He was casually standing there until his attention was caught by something in the water. His whole body tensed as he concentrated with a razor-sharp focus.

 

And then the strike! It was too fast to see.

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He clenched the little fish in his beak for a long time and had bitten it in two when finally he swallowed.

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Afterwards, he stood around for a while. Then, with a squawk, majestically flew off over the lake.

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What a magnificent bird and a privilege to have seen him fish.