Teal in the River Clyst at Topsham – taken from the car park of the Bridge Inn. The drake at the foot of the weir was pictured when I revisited the pub the next day.
In the distance beyond the fallow dear at Powderham Park, barely more than white dots in the pictures, a group of four cattle egrets.
Carrion crow with its plumage ruffled by an easterly wind as it stands on the wall separating the railway from the Exe estuary at Star Cross.
Two young stags from the fallow deer herd at Powderham Park began to fight once the morning’s food delivery had been eaten up. After a minute’s combat, with the fighting looking like it was getting more serious, another stag joined in. Probably the alpha male, it held both the others with their heads pinned to the ground.
Shovellers feeding recently in some of the remaining unfrozen water of Bowling Green Marsh, Topsham, one of the string of RSPB reserves along the Exe estuary.
Some of the six hundred or so fallow deer in the herd of Powderham Park in the Exe estuary. As I was arriving, a tractor came with a trailer full of what appeared to be carrots and cabbages. The deer, which had previously been in several separate groups, gathered around the food which was piled up for them.
Canada goose preening on West Park lake, twisting itself into impossible-looking contortions.
Shelduck feeding recently in some of the remaining unfrozen water of Bowling Green Marsh, Topsham, one of the string of RSPB reserves along the Exe estuary.
More viws of the same sunset over the Exe estuary as in yesterday’s post: the river fringed by wide reed beds, nest low lying marshes, Exminster village where the ground begins to rise. In the distance, the woodland of Haldon Forest on the skyline.
Flock of pintails flying up the Exe estuary, perhaps in search of a spot to land with better shelter from a vicious easterly wind.
Looking west over the Exe estuary towards a winter sunset. The mass of buoys in the river marking the complexity of the channels, and interrupting the reflections of the sky.
While most herons are off to their heronries for the breeding season, one young bird is often on boating lake island in West Park. Here, standing on one leg, watchful.