Nature in my backyard- part two

I walk home through the scary part, the part where the bridge is, more often now. I keep thinking I am willing to risk whatever dangers may lurk on that dark path for the chance to see the heron at night, the deep black slender shape in the dark orange-grey creek valley below the bridge. This is because one night, while taking this risk, I saw TWO herons standing in the water near the creek bank for one brief moment before they spread their wings. Then one after the other, lifted themselves out of the water and up into the air. It makes me so happy that I think I am willing to take that risk every time for the chance to see it again.