The Balancing Act

A cold bleak day and Daughter and I went for  a walk at the Estuary . We were the only ones silly enough to be out there with the wind cutting through us like a knife. Even the birds knew better -  until, right at the end of our walk we saw this hardy heron balancing along the back of a wooden seat. The tide was full and there was no fishing - I think he was just bored.

I am sorry but there will not be much commenting done until my daughter leaves in 3 days.