Mist + drizzle = mizzle. Actually the forecast for today was rain, but we escaped that and endured/enjoyed (depending on your point of view) a dull and occasionally drizzly day. We were walking home from Granville Island and reached Kits Beach as the tide was beginning to recede, exposing a few weed-covered rocks. A seal was slapping its tail on the water, sounding like something clapping two planks of wood together. It took us a few minutes before we realized what it even was, eventually catching it in the act. We'd heard seals doing this when on a moonlit kayak on Galiano Island back in 2005, but not since.
A heron flew by and landed on one of the weedy rocks. I moved down onto the sandy beach, hoping to get close enough for a good photo and to my surprise I was able to get to the water's edge without spooking the heron. As usual, English Bay was filled with bulk carriers at anchor and they made a nice distant, misty backdrop for the heron. A small sailboat added a nice touch to the scene.
Patient heron
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