Fisherman

Following a fun as always pub lunch with my cousin and my lovely niece (technically my first cousin once removed) I stopped off at Shottermill Ponds to take a few shots of the goslings. However, just as I was walking back to the car I noticed this heron and managed to snap him before he flew off.

We're all feeling quite knackered here after a busy few weeks and so the rest of the weekend is dedicated to relaxation (and reading, particularly in my case).