I'm watching

I was despairing of finding anything  blippable in the Abbey meadows this afternoon. There was a pair of Buzzards, much too far away, and a single  blue Damsel fly, which never settled. Then I startled this Heron which I hadn't seen in the rushes. I silently cursed, expecting him to fly to the nearby river but was surprised when he landed in a much better spot  about ten yards away and posed nicely.