Ruffled
After a lunch time haircut in Stow-on-the-Wold I zoomed up to the owl field, to be met by the news that two shorties had been out hunting for an hour while I was being shorn, but had now gone to … Continued
“What’s that?” said R and I, almost in unison. Walking around the willow tree and peering upwards, I finally spotted the producer of the song that neither of us had heard before: a nuthatch, calling for a mate. Despite being … Continued
All she wanted to do was to get herself some lunch; but every time she stopped to eat she was besieged by a crowd of amorous males.* By this juncture she was getting quite fed up, and kept departing at … Continued
After a cold and overcast morning the weather brightened at lunch time, and I took the macro and went out on a bug hunt. My first circuit of the garden produced very little, but as the sun came out and … Continued
When you really look at a cygnet that’s in the process of changing its plumage, it’s a very attractive bird. This is one of last year’s babies, well on the way to becoming a beautiful pen; I decided to post … Continued
I was more than usually pleased to capture a few shots of this red kite up in the Cotswolds this afternoon, because a few minutes earlier I’d slipped on a treacherous bank, and fallen heavily on top of my camera. … Continued
Today was better, weather-wise, than any forecaster I follow had predicted that it would be, and I celebrated by making two trips up into the Cotswolds. This morning the owls were having a lie-in, but I managed some reasonable shots … Continued