I recently read somewhere a quotation by someone who said life has few surprises; the sentiment took me by surprise and made me a bit sad. Yesterday morning, I glanced out the window and saw this most amazing sight on my neighbor's roof. I've never before seen a heron with a whole fish (anyone know what kind of fish it is?). After I took a couple of pictures it started to fly off; I assumed I'd startled it until I saw the second heron approach, in hot pursuit. Life by the water, at least, is full of surprises.