The heron stood mostly still at the water's edge along the Pinebank side of Jamaica Pond today, only its neck swiveling as it scanned the water. Then, suddenly, it went into a crouch, like a cat about to pounce, took a couple of steps to the left and speared the water, coming up with a quickly devoured canape.
Later, after it had moved closer to the Perkins Street side, something set it off and it took off into the air:
The heron was hardly the only bird along, or on, the water. Two of four goslings took some time to check out something on the ground, as their parents stood guard nearby, hissing at any people or dogs that dared come near.
Meanwhile, over at the usual turtle haunt, two turtles looked like they were having a face off, although more likely they just wound up positioned like that and were too busy lazing in the rare sun to pay much attention to each other: