A Big Blue at Breakfast

A local organization makes pasties (a meat pie) on the 1st Wednesday and Thursday of the month. But, they take July, August, and September off. Soooo, I was ready for their return...but they were not ready for me. I walked in at 10 a.m., and they told me that they weren't going to start selling until 11. But, there were 20-25 pies in view that had just came out  of the oven.

After I whined and cried, they sold me a hot one...and I sat in my car and ate it. Yummy.

While I was eating my morning meal, the heron was also looking for his. I'm guessing he wanted fish. I thought about offering him my last bite of crust...but it was just too good.