Christine's walking & birds blog

Low tide at the spit this afternoon was very low, which put all the birds a long way away. A grey wagtail was a nice sight where the two strands of the river meet - then I realised there were two.


Then I realised there were three. Then I realised there were four. But all my efforts to get them in one shot failed, as they skipped about on the rocks interacting with each other. The foam on the water is probably something to do with the quarry, but I daresay it's harmless.