Tuesday, March 26, 2013
As I reached the crossroads on the wetlands, a mass of snipe went up from West Marsh. There were at least forty birds, perhaps fifty or even more. If I'd scanned them through the bins I might well have got my Jack snipe at last; but I went for the camera instead, and ended up with a poor shot of only 18 birds. And they're all common snipe.
I took a carrier bag (Sainsbury's this time) and filled it with rubbish. When I saw a woman put her dog's poo in a plastic bag and leave it by a tree guard, I asked her what the point of doing that was. She replied that she would pick it up on the way back.
There go those flying pigs again......
// posted by Christine @ 4:43 AM 
