Every dawn the heron eagerly awaits the arrival of caïques - Greek fishing boats
Circling time and time again, he watches as they tie up at the water's edge
As the men leave their boats he lands on one, and then another and then begins to gingerly step over another half a dozen as he heads towards a lone fisherman
Within seconds sits on the rudder and waits and watches
as the fisherman goes about cleaning the deck
Eventually, he is rewarded - white bait for “proi-no” (breakfast) - fresh from the Aegean Sea.
Once satisfied the heron flies off - gracefully circling the lake three times
before disappearing into the golden light
The fisherman tells me this dawn ritual has been going on for years ....
.... always at the same time
and always on his boat
The fisherman then disappears into a nearby cafeneoin
which smells of fresh Greek coffee and Assos cigarettes ....
.... no doubt another ritual which has been going on for many years.
The simple pleasures of the heron and the fisherman are so enriching!