Why all the ladies are smitten by our sexy, elegant boy

The heron is eye-candy indeed, and one can see how any lady heron who appreciates sheer in-your-face elegance and sartorial panache would be smitten, writes Damien Enright

Spring is stirring and here in the sexy southwest, the torrid weather of this unusual winter is inspiring our domestic heron to bathe in the ice-cold pond.

The five glossy-black feathers, nine or more inches long, that rise from his crown already descend in graceful, shining curves onto his back, the feathers of which don’t look like just any old feathers but like delicate, grey shantung silk. Oh-yes, he is eye-candy indeed, and one can see how any lady heron who appreciates sheer in-your-face elegance and sartorial panache would be smitten.