Thanks all, again. And John, he, or I suspect she, has been out there several mornings. She'll get in front of me on the (very wet) path, and run along, staying about ten yards ahead. If I get too close she'll fly across the river. But I think she's getting used to me. This morning she ran along, moved off the path a bit, and let me go by her without flying. When I got to the end of my walk and turned back she was there next to this beautiful tree. I stopped and raised the camera, and again she didn't fly away. I made two shots and walked on while she went on looking for her breakfast.