Walking past White Moss Tarn yesterday, we saw our old friend the White Moss Heron, standing and posing in the tarn. He’s often there, on his own, looking totally fed up. That must be just how herons look.
We were just waving goodbye to him, when something rushed past us on the road.
It was a red squirrel- joy and excitment all round- apart from the heron of course.

We’ve seen red squirrels a lot recently, but it’s still a thrill.