Heron

Caught up with the neighbourly gossip. Two fellows and four dogs went past.

Went for a walk along the river. Passed the two fellows with the four dogs. Saw a heron. Took a photo of the heron. It didn’t pose nicely.

Walked past the station. Saw the two fellows with the four dogs cross and go the same way we’d just decided to go.

Continued round a corner. Saw the two fellows with the four dogs up ahead. At a junction, they finally went a different way.

We weren’t stalking them, honest.