Thursday, October 13, 2011
Cliveden
On a flying visit between errands today, I was convinced at first that a heron in the water garden was a statue. Bit naff, I thought. As if to put me right it stalked indignantly across the rocks to a new spot from which to stare intently into the depths of the pond.
I couldn't wait around to see if its patience was rewarded; might have been interesting, given the size of some of the carp here.// posted by Christine @ 12:01 PM 
