who stops by in the early morning is a heron, who fishes off the bank. I can't get a closer photo of him because he sees me..... hanging out of the door, as I have to, to get this. I have thought of hiding behind a tree and hoping he comes by, but I think the neighbours might call the men with the white jackets and the net, if I do. So this is as close as we can get, for now. Right after I took this, the rowdy ducks arrived and completely pissed him off. He slowly rose and flapped away. He too is more regal.