In November two years ago I’d been astonished to see a single White-necked Heron in my small dam down the front.
A week ago I was delighted to see one (it?) again on the bank of that dam.
I did a double-take at the flash of white through the netting of the fence. Grabbing the camera, I moved a little closer, but not too close, and to a higher spot, to see over that fence.
Nevertheless, the Heron quickly took off and flew over the treetops, a strange sight here, although they are apparently a common enough bird.
Had the fence not been in the way I could have stayed put on the verandah and not startled the bird. That fence is in the process of being dismantled and I can’t wait for the completion of this restoration of the flow between me and the bush.