Fisher

After a long stint of report writing, I managed to sneak off for a brisk walk round Ferry Meadows just before dusk. As I returned to the car I came across this juvenile heron, very intent on catching small fish at the edge of the lake. It allowed me to approach quite close, but it was hard to get any very good images because of the intervening shrubs and the low light levels. You can just see the fluffy feathers on its chest that will eventually grow into elegant plumes.  

As I walked uphill away from the river there was a brief fiery sunset (see extra) - I should have stayed next to the lake longer!

Still no news of the car...