A heron on the Water of Leith

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The other day I was walking to work beside the Water of Leith when I noticed a heron sitting in a tree; a magpie was anxiously hopping about it in the tree, flapping at the heron. The heron sat there, only occasionally pecking at the magpie. I think the magpie was trying to make the heron fly away, but the heron just sat there – I thought perhaps it might be unwell.

Today, near the same stretch of water, I saw a heron waiting in the water. It was much closer. I watched for several minutes, to see if it would find some fish. It felt quite privileged to watch the bird.