This was a reward for the habit I am trying to get into when I'm popping to the shop in my town - via the scenic route of course - the habit of slipping the camera into my pocket. I feel like I should be on commission for this little Lumix TZ70 camera, but I still can't quite get over having this much imaging and telephoto power all wrapped up in something that in the old days we would call 'the size of a fag packet'. It is a nifty bit of kit and won't break the bank either. Today the heron was happy to pose and diverted me for no more than five minutes on the way for a lunchtime snack. Me that is, not the heron. It was most accommodating, I can almost forgive it for eating my trout.
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