Male yellow wagtail, delicately stepping forward as it searched for insects to eat. First it was on a riverside path. A dogwalker came along so it flew to where the current had concentrated a patch of flotsam, and started pacing there instead.
CORRECTION: there’s a patch of yellow in the bird’s plumage. That makes it a grey wagtail, as eny fule noe.
Scenes when the Beast from the East hit: view of the church tower in Topsham, south Devon.
A recent visit to Mary Arden’s Farm at Wilmcote, with its Tudor-style livestock. The Portland ewes had not long lambed, and this lamb was gambolling arond the field, and alternating between feeding on mother’s milk and the growing grass.
Late winter or early spring flowers, winter aconite, here with leaves and flowers liberally splattered with water after overnight rain.
Cormorants and gulls along the length of the protective floats above Trew’s Weir in the centre of Exeter. I didn’t notice at the time, but a moorhen leaps up onto the barrier, then down on the other side.
Effects of the Beast from the East even in the normally mild south west. The RSPB reserve at Bowling Green Marsh on the Exe estuary covered in snow and ice. The normally large and constantly varying population of waders, ducks and others reduced to a pair of carrion crows in the distance.