A humphy-backit heron ……

…… Nearly as big as me
Stands at the waterside
Fishin for his tea

Just the first few lines of the poem by Scottish poet J.K Annand.

Back in St Andrews for a supermarket shop before I got home tomorrow ….. I hate having to stop for shopping on my homeward journey ….. stopping for coffee is a different matter!

There is often a heron sitting on the grass at the foot of the cliffs not too far from the harbour in St Andrews …… he was there when arrived and he was still there when we got back to the car …… what patience!