The floods have gone and the bridleway is now passable, but still wear your boots – it can be slippery.
The sun was out and the herons were busy. The bird feeders were constantly in use, with goldfinches and greenfinches, with usual movements of blue and great tits.
We watched herons flying, sometimes singly and then in twos – was this courtship, we asked.
Thanks Ken Rogers for these pictures.
Some of the nests had 1 standing adult while a few others had two.
They will stay and roost overnight if the temperatures are not too low.
A jay flew across the heronry silt pool. There were siskin and redpolls along the bridleway.
Flocks of 200 lapwing and 100 greylag were at the north pools. No sign of the Great White Egret – last seen on the 30th.
On the way back, our eyes were fixed on watching the flying herons and then a blue tit flew by, on its way to the feeding station.
Thanks to Andrea Simpson for this photo of a blue tit.
What a contrast – a little mass of flying feathers of bluee and the large stretched neck-body-legs of the heron, all going about the business of finding food.
Nature has room for all.