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A Monday meander: The fawn and the heron

Once upon a time, a Great Blue Heron stood on the bank of a pond, minding his own business whilst trying to stay warm on a cold day…

Truly, there is magic in fairy tales.  For it takes but a simply-uttered ‘Once upon a time…’ to allure and spellbind an audience.

~ Rachelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway

The unrealistic nature of these tales (which narrowminded rationalists object to) is an important device, because it makes obvious that the fairy tales’ concern is not useful information about the external world, but the inner process taking place in an individual.

~ Bruno Bettelheim, The Uses of Enchantment

Along came a curious fawn…

Two weeks ago, the day after it snowed, the young ones from our herd of deer were out and about, exploring and munching on the grass and the forsythia bushes and probably other shrubs and immature trees we would rather they didn’t eat.  There are three fawns, their spots gone and now wearing their winter coats.  One of the fawns spied the Great Blue Heron sitting under a loblolly pine by the bank of the pond.  Heron had been moving from spot to spot, enjoying the warmth of the sun, when Curious Fawn came along, wondering what to make of this great, feathered creature with the long, thin legs and the long, thin neck and the sharp bill.

A hesitant approach.

Sensing that Heron might be a bit standoffish, Curious Fawn lowered her head in the deer version of a curtsy to let Heron know that she meant no harm.  Heron, however, is known to be a loner with little use for others.  He fluffed out his feathers and leaned forward, warning Curious Deer to come no closer.


Curious Fawn, being both young and curious, did not heed Heron’s warning.

Uh oh.

So Heron raised himself up in all his feathery greatness and tapped Curious Fawn on the nose with his beak.


Curious Fawn backed off a little.  The two stared at each other for a few seconds, perhaps sizing each other up.

Let’s try this again.

But Curious Fawn was both curious and young, and really wanted to get a close look at Heron.  I don’t know why.  Perhaps she wanted to become friends with Heron.  Or she was just wondering what this odd creature might be.

Heron just looks as though he’s ignoring the fawn.

There were a few more back and forths, with Curious Fawn getting her nose pecked for her trouble.  Heron was clearly getting annoyed with the whole business.  He tried ignoring the fawn, hoping that with the lack of attention, the young one would find someone else to bother.

Persistence might be Curious Fawn’s middle name.

Curious Fawn did not give up.  She tried one more time.  Heron was ready for her.

A face off.

Heron clearly gave the fawn one more warning.  Curious Fawn’s curiosity was stronger than her good sense.

Taking a hit on the nose.

Heron tired of this game.


And wandered down the slope of the bank of the pond, and into the cold water.  I don’t think he was particularly happy with this necessity, but it did solve the problem of Curious Fawn.

Hopefully that young upstart will leave me alone now.

Curious Fawn stood and watched Heron for a minute or two.  Then her twin came along and suggested they jump, chase, and race on the front lawn for a little while.  Curious Fawn always likes to play so off she went with her twin to have a good time bounding around the lawn and into the meadow.

The end.

Sunset through the maple tree, before the wind took the leaves.

I started this post two weeks ago when there was still a little snow left on the ground from our first snowfall of the season.  I didn’t get a chance to finish it before we made our way to NE Ohio for an early Thanksgiving with our grandsons and their parents.  It was quite a thing to witness, the approach of the fawn and the defensive moves of the heron.  All kinds of dramas play out here on the ranch, most of which I’m sure I miss.  I’m always thankful when I’m allowed to get a glimpse of some of what happens.

I am thankful for you, too, and your visits, comments, and likes.  I appreciate that you stop by to read or look at my photos.  I’d invite you over for tonight’s sunset but I’m not sure we’ll see much of anything and there is a wintry mix in the forecast for tonight that could lead to dangerous driving conditions.  Instead, stop by tomorrow.  The storm will have moved through and sometimes the leftover clouds make the prettiest sunsets.  We’ll go to the Point.  It’ll be cold and windy so be sure to bundle up.  Tomorrow’s sunset is scheduled for 4:43 PM or thereabouts.

Be good, be kind, be love.  ♥

Sometimes we don’t see the sun at sunset, but the clouds let us know that the light is still there.

A few of the 10,000 reasons to be happy:  1,186)  Relationships, with humans and with the land and with the other creatures we share the land with.  1,187)  Good books.  1,188)  A quiet Thanksgiving weekend at home with M.  I like that we went to Ohio early this year.  It allowed for a more relaxed visit (no rushing around to get the turkey and fixings cooked and out on the table), and a more relaxed Thanksgiving.  I think this is the first Thanksgiving M and I have spent on our own.  Usually we visit family or family visits us or we get together with other friends who are not traveling or having visitors over for the holiday.  It was different, but quite nice.  1,189)  Our little Keep America Beautiful group is now an official Keep America Beautiful affiliate.  We had our last training and then held the official recognition ceremony at the County Commissioners last meeting.  1,190)  The depths of learning in the yoga course I’m taking.  It’s astonishing (and sometimes overwhelming).

Looking east at sunset after the first snowfall.


Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, yoga teacher, sometime poet, wife, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She shares her daily walks and meanders, a lot of quotes, some of her artwork, and a lot of her photography here on Ye Olde Blogge. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are (still!) in the midst of renovating the house and cleaning up the property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

41 thoughts on “A Monday meander: The fawn and the heron

  1. What a lovely story, with those wonderful pictures! Thank you for sharing it with us. I love to observe natural wonders like the one…and wish that humans could appreciate these kinds of things more and more. It might save us from ourselves. We had a nice, quiet Thanksgiving as well. Be well, dear Robin.

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    1. You’re welcome, and thank you, Carrie. I have the same wish, for the same reason. The more exposure I have to nature, the more I realize how connected we are with everything. ❤

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  2. What a wonderful thing to witness – the fawn and the heron! I had a nice Thanksgiving because my son was here, but the weather messed up many of our plans. My daughter and her partner were to join us, and on Saturday my son was to perform their wedding ceremony in my home, but a bomb cyclone snowstorm prevented their travel south to us. Instead, they married in their own home, with friends in attendance. My son and I shared cooking duties for dinner and enjoyed our time together.

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    1. I wondered if you were in the path of that storm, Carol. I’m sorry things didn’t work out as planned, but it sounds as though it worked out in other ways. Congratulations to your daughter and her partner. 🙂

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  3. That would have been really nice to see the fawn and heron. You’ve taken some great pictures. The bomb cyclone storm just missed us, just to the south of Ottawa the highway was closed due to the many accidents. We didn’t even get a single flame of snow, things are pretty green right now.

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  4. Poor little fawn, ouch! Herons are solitary creatures, so I guess we must respect that. 😉
    Sounds like you had the perfect Thanksgiving. Ours was quiet as well, the first time for us without company. It was nice and relaxing, a miracle given the worry of trying to time multiple dishes in sync with the turkey that often never finishes when you predict it! Everything was just right. 🙂
    Now on to Christmas! 😀

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    1. I felt sorry for the fawn at first, Eliza, but she persisted and persisted. This little drama played out much longer than I would have thought when I started snapping pictures. In the interest of not dragging out this blog post any more, I skipped through a good portion of it.
      I continued in my tradition of not getting the timing right. lol! The turkey was finished cooking far too early (by 10:30 AM). My husband kept reminding me that Cook’s Illustrated (his favorite cooking magazine) says the turkey can and should rest a while (up to an hour). What I found so funny about it is that when I’m cooking for others, my turkey is always late. All that said, it wouldn’t have been a proper Thanksgiving if my timing had been perfect. 😀

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  5. Thanks for the story! Photos lovely as always. The snow never materialized here. Unfortunately, they closed all the libraries and some colleges and other schools near Philadelphia. Waste of a snow day. I want a job like the weather forecasters, where I can be so wrong all the time and get paid a lot of money anyway.

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    1. You’re welcome, and thank you, Tara. 🙂 We had a few flakes last night but nothing that would stick around. As for the weather forecasters…lol! Yes, wouldn’t we all? The Washington Post had a recent op-ed piece asking the question, “Just when did ordinary winter storms — lots of snow in Denver, surprise! — become such big news?”:

      I thought it was funny and very appropriate. Weather has been the Breaking News lately, as if storms and snow in winter are a rarity.

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        1. Well done, Tara! 🙂 I have some sympathy for the weather forecasters in that they’re doing the best they can, and a lot of lives have been saved by better technology when it comes to tornadoes. The whole forecasting business might get worse as time goes on. The forecasters are saying that 5G technology will compromise/interfere with their forecasts, and the latest nominee (who dropped out) for the National Weather Service wanted to see it privatized. No surprises there since he was CEO of Accuweather (founded by his brother). There are a lot of reasons why that’s a very bad idea, one of which is that privatization allows tiers of information. Those who subscribe or pay for certain tiers get warnings faster, etc. (that’s actually happened, but I can’t remember where it was — somewhere out west).

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  6. Obviously, we do’t do Thanksgiving, Robin. I have the impression this year that many who do are rather bewildered at their lot. It’s a strange old world, bt I’d be happy in the company of the fawn. If it wasn’t too cold 🙂 🙂

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    1. It is indeed a strange world, Jo. Very often the wildlife around here are better company than people. I think the news overplays the potential family squabbling at Thanksgiving, but I could be wrong. Over the past few years, any family gatherings I’ve been at have actually been less dramatic and stressful because we’ve laid down the rule that there will be no discussions of politics or religion. That pretty much leaves us talking about the weather if someone wants some controversy. lol!

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  7. Oh, what a story! And how grand it must have been to witness it. A blogging friend, Mr. Tootlepedal of Tootlepedal’s Blog, has a resident heron nearby, and the heron has been dubbed Mr. Grumpy. Thought of this while I read your blog. Of course, that young deer was being a bit of pest, as young animals often are.

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    1. Thank you so much, Laurie. It’s good to see you again. I have not been blogging much (either writing or visiting) the past year or so, but I do visit your blog when you post. I don’t always comment (which has been the case a lot this year, with everyone). Wishing you a very happy new year! 🙂


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