A Feathered Forager Following Father

I don't think I believe in karma, but if I did...today might have been an example.

I was on my way to pick up a pasty (meat pie) for lunch, when I turned on a country road. I RARELY take the road because I never see anything on it, and it quite often is like a washboard.

At the 3rd house in, a crane family of four was on the front lawn. Dad was showing Junior how to find the best grubs, and Junior was paying attention.

They let me take a few shots, then I was off to get lunch. The pasty was delicious.

Blip karma? Who knows?