There’s a Great Blue Heron in Taylor I often see on my daily walks. She’s an elusive girl. Several times, I’ve returned to her area with my camera, but return home with nothing to show for it. One cold and cloudy recent evening, however, there she was, perched in her tree above her little creek. Rather than just fly away this time, she remained steadfast while my lens eyed her up for forty long minutes. Even a pesky squirrel didn’t faze her, as the furry little rodent hopped all around. After a time, the squirrel moved on, probably in search of a nut. The bird took a hint and departed, too. I still don’t have the heron image I’m looking for, but persistence will pay off down the road, at least I hope it does. It might be wise to emulate the patience of a big bird.