Today I felt ready to go on Grandma’s walk. Mum thought it would help me. Grandma died suddenly last month. Her favourite walk was Berry’s Den, which is a beautiful, wooded area on an estate. We would walk through together at least once a week. There are two ponds inhabited by ducks, herons and swans along with other wildlife which is ever-changing.
Grandma’s favourite part of the walk was counting the herons. It was a few years ago when we saw several herons (a siege) sitting together in a very majestic Scots pine. Counting the herons became a game for us, and the numbers there changed on every walk. We saw more later in the day resting or roosting, but always in the same tree. We wondered if it was a heronry and suspect it was a small one, as we have glimpsed nests in the treetops nearby.
