Friday, November 22, 2013
One godwit was on the flood, naturally right in the most awkward spot to get a record shot; and a small wader was difficult to see with just bins, but I think it's a dunlin.
Everything went up at one point, but I was too slow as usual to get a decent shot of the probable peregrine as it left the scene. The raptor flew over the Jubilee River and the sewage farm, turning slightly to the west before I lost it in the endless blue.
Walking back along the river I wondered if the strange shapes on the far side were the ends of floating logs. They turned out to be the rear ends of four little grebes.
Cetti's warblers were singing, water rails were gently squealing. A fine day to be out, watching birds and taking awful photos!
// posted by Christine @ 6:59 AM 
