Grey Heron

The young one was waiting for me on the grass this morning. I fed her then led her back to the water where I finished feeding her. The male was waiting at his usual spot, however there are a lot of fallen leaves in the water at that spot and he always ends up having to spit leaves out. I led him further round and finished feeding him. All the while haemorrhaging dog biscuits for the crows who now follow me everywhere.