Murder bird

This is the evil heron that I spotted trying to swallow a moorhen whole a little while ago.
Exactly the same fishing spot.
It's on my gentle-jog route so I'm just going to have to learn to avert my eyes when passing as it's not a sight I want to see again in a hurry.

A lovely call with K in the evening. It is the 7th anniversary of the day we met in San Francisco. 

Back into the office tomorrow for two midday to 11pm shifts. I'll take my laptop and stream the sport to get my through the hours.