Grey Heron

The painter arrived at 8.30 this morning so I had an early start. He's a terrible blether so I try to keep out of his way.  We had a cuppa together and then I went off via the Heritage Park to the supermarket.  

The heron had left his island and was just standing beside the water sluice system.  Once the dog walkers, and pram pushers arrived he was off back to the security of the island.