Our cold miserable Saturday was brightened considerably with the visit from this beautiful blue heron in our tree. He arrived at lunchtime and was still there when the light left the sky that evening.
We thought we were getting a return visit on Sunday however when the heron flew up from the harbour he didn’t stop at the tree. Instead it flew directly towards our sun-room, skimming up over the roof at the last possible moment. Both the cat and I actually ducked when it flew overhead!🤣
Although the cold autumn winds have dispersed most of the birds that frequent the tree outside my kitchen window, this lone robin remained.
Through no fault of their own, robins have never been a favorite of mine. Sadly, when they’re on the ground they remind me of a Queensland toad. An ugly beast at the best of times!