Bukit Jalil, providentially carved out from virgin jungle
once, has become a santuary.
For the regulars who go there at early dawn to exercise in
well-mantained lakes and manicured gardens, it is a restful and pleasing place.
For the grey herons, it is rich feeding ground. The lakes
are stocked with fish.
The caretaker of one restrooms observed that the herons come
to feast from eleven in the morning to late noon.
I was waiting with my Nikon D700 and a tele-len.
The herons came. There were 12 of them, arriving separately,
cautiously, gorgeously.
Here is how I see them.
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