Summer days come and I often feel like there's no point in bringing my camera down to the local lake, all the warblers have moved on and the ducks haven't come back... and then a Green Heron, which I have wanted to photograph or at least see for *years* hops onto the lily pads! I've gone to so many more remote places looking for one of these!
What an amazing day.
(and then it got scared off by someone's ****ing dog running into the water on the no-dogs-allowed beach.)