While Ollie and I have been walking down by the River Whiteadder most days,the grey herons haven’t been about a great deal at all through the summer.Just lately though,they have started coming back again and we see at least 2 every day.One of them allows a much closer approach than the other and as the otter isn’t playing ball,we have to amuse ourselves with this fisherman instead.So here’s a little selection of images we got over the course of an hour,last saturday.
These big gangly characters may be quite common,but it is still nice to have a truly wild animal allow Ollie and I to approach and interact.For us to settle down on the riverbank and take our pictures while they go about their fishing.This one knew we were there but still came wandering down towards us,to the point where I just couldn’t fit him in the frame anymore.So Ollie and I just sat and watched.
These are the moments.No matter how common the subject.
Still, nice if it was an otter next time.
