Grey Heron

The young one spotted me and flew over to the grass. She then started to walk towards me. I didn't want her getting too close to the entrance as that is where most of the dog walkers come and go. I put on a bit of pace and met her midway. She gets really close then as I start feeding her she moves back a bit so that she can keep an eye open for people or dogs. I think she has worked out that she gets more peace on the grass as the swans don't come over and the Greylags graze up the hill a good bit away. There were a few crows, but they kept their distance.