Our friend the Great Blue Heron teaching us all about it –

Never mind that it was 7am, the water was 50 degrees and some idiot with a camera and a cup of coffee was watching from his hotel balcony; that bird did not give up. Then again, it’s not like he’s gonna head down to the local market to buy something for breakfast. He’d more likely head for Denny’s for some Moons Over My Hammy. But where’s he gonna keep his wallet so he can tip appropriately? Such cruel circumstance.

I digress. Nice work Mr. Heron, I for one, was very impressed. Next time I’m in Port Townsend, I’ll keep an eye out for you.