On an early morning walk, we come across a lone heron browsing for breakfast.
Slowly, silently slinking… searching for a bite to eat.
Warily walking and watching the water he sees…
His beak deftly pierces the water and comes up with something
for breakfast – but we couldn’t see the tasty morsel.
The lone heron browses until he is startled by a
walker’s ‘shoes on stones’ sound and he gracefully flies off.
Breakfast is over for the moment …