Return of the heron

I’ve blipped the herons in the river at Leatherhead a few times down the years. I think this is a juvenile, I’m not that knowledgeable about birds.

I probably wouldn’t have gone out at lunchtime if I hadn’t thrown pasta all over my shirt and decided that, for the sake of appearance, I needed to get a new one. Oh well, I needed some new work clothes.

Successful end to the working week with some very positive feedback and deadlines met. Mostly. Another lovely evening in the garden to top off a glorious day weather wise, temperature in the high twenties. Warmest April day in nearly 70 years yesterday apparently.