Grey Heron

The young one was waiting for me today on the grass. She started walking towards me as soon she saw me. I upped my pace a bit so that we were meeting a bit further away from the entrance. It is so much quieter at the weekends she can get her food without interruptions. After I had fed her I turned to walk away and when I looked back she was flying off back to the wooded area. I find it quite surreal that she comes over and waits for me then when I go she flies off to her usual spot on the loch.
There is no update really on our incident other than the shocking news it was a well liked resident who died.