We call him Melville. Truth is, he might be Melvillina. According to any readily available info (Wikipedia, etc.) on Great Blue Herons, there should be a nesting couple near our lake. There's certainly plenty of wooded area, along with a lot of fresh fish, but as far as we can tell our Great Blue is a solitary creature - a bachelor (or bachelorette). So, until we learn different - or he/she shows up with a recognizably he/she spouse - we continue to speak and write chauvinistically.
Melville possesses tremendous poise. He walks like a ballet dancer on stilts. That sounds incongruous, but anyone who witnesses his slow and purposeful wading into the shallows of the lake will immediately grasp the reason for such a description.
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