Grey Heron

The young one flew over and met me at the gate to the park - there is a main road at the other side of the fence in the shot. She was slightly concealed by a large bush from anyone using the path. She had her feed then flew back to the water waiting for me. I gave her a little bit of the males' fish then made my way round to feed him. He was waiting for me and had most of his share. The crows got their usual biscuits.