Friday, March 08, 2024
A walk along the river paths at Silverbridge brought a dipper, seen from the high viewpoint on the eastern bank.
A pair of grey wagtails were near the old bridge at the far end; they called constantly to each other as they roamed the slabby rocks, searching restlessly for prey in damp crevices.
A male mallard was a surprise on the river in this forested area, as was a cormorant, fishing in a dark pool back near the road.
A red kite floated over the treetops and crossbills were heard but not seen.
// posted by Christine @ 12:24 PM 
