The source of the next few posts is a brief stay in Devon over Christmas. Birds I didn’t expect to see there, any more than in the west midlands, were emus.
But just a few minutes stroll from Ilfracombe harbour, an enclosure held several of them. They were spending most of their time scanning the ground for food, perhaps worms. An English winter is rather different to the sorts of weather in their antipodean homelands, but they looked like they were doing fine.