One miserably rainy day, I went out walking with a friend and spotted a my favorite bird standing on a wooden post.
"Look! A heron!" I shrieked.
My friend was skeptical, "I thought herons had long necks."
They do, only this one was posed much like I was at that moment. If he had hands, they would have been shoved deep into his pockets as he huddled against the ruthless pelting of the rain.