As the summer heads towards its end, a great many of the birds that were a common sight over the past three months have become pretty thin on the ground, and in the skies, and, I suspect, that as their broods have been reared and have now left the nest, they, too, have decided to fly off to explore pastures new or to do more interesting things.
Wherever they are by now, as they're not in my local park anymore, I do hope that they are following their history and instinct and that their disappearance is part of a pattern of that history and instinct that explains their absence. If not, I'd worry about all the bloody smoke and shit and steam and stagnance in the air here - though I worry about that anyway!
A couple of the larger species, waders mainly, do remain along the Dodder River though which is nice.
But, otherwise and as a local photographer, you have to be content with the butterflies, hover flies and the bees these days if you want to get a nice pic or two.
But, otherwise and as a local photographer, you have to be content with the butterflies, hover flies and the bees these days if you want to get a nice pic or two.
More soon ...
No egrets!
An admirable admiral
The egret has landed!
As has the mallard, m'lord
Sweet painted lady through the wars!
Et encore!
No bovver to a hover
And, of course, flowers for the same lady
Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteA good camera can indeed be as joyful and purposeful as a crackin' bass or more likely a recumbent cool! 🎼😀
ReplyDelete'cool' meaning 'viol'. Damn predictive txt.
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