Heron

Went out early today to see the heron.

Then, back in the afternoon, when he was scurrying for food.

And then she got mad.

There were some great yellow finches also, but they were just no match in the attention-gaining event.

Funny thing, when I went out this morning, I walked past the gang of folks and dogs (see two posts down) and was greeted with remarkable, angry howls from one of the German Shepherds. When I got close, the beast lunged at me, much to the surprise of his owner (who, oddly, didn't think that angry howls was anything to be upset about prior to the attempted mauling).

Well, perhaps it wasn't that funny of a thing, but I suspected that the cause of the doggy agitation was either caused by the devil being in my eye (rare for me to wander out early on a Saturday with camera in hand, especially after staying up late to watch the Olympics), or perhaps I couldn't fund a scrunchy to hold back my bedhead hair...combined with a couple days of beard growth, I probably looked a bit more apeman than human.