Wolves Wild

Flowers on a gorse bush by the Birmingham Canal towpath. The breeze that day meant the branch was almost always on the move.

Heron standing, as they often do, balanced on one leg. It was keeping a steady watch over the then ice water of the West Park boating lake.

Taken only a few yards from the pictures in the previous post, this image shows footprints from a set which were also leading to the shore of the frozen West Park lake. Possibly made by one of the resident squirrels, but this pair cayght my eye because they looked like they had been made by impossibly tiny human feet.

One of West Park’s many magpies takes the route it often uses to walk to the lake for a drink of water or a quick bathe. When it gets to the edge, it pauses, frustrated by the ice.

The West Park boating lake during the cold spell in the middle of the month – most of the surface covered in ice, and the ground leading up to the bandstand with a thin coat of the snow which had fallen overnight.

Three greylag geese swimming, just by the margin of the ice, on West Park lake. As they passed, first the lead bird, then all three stared at me.