More images from 'my back yard'. Stourhead is less than 7 miles away and a beautiful location. Regular readers will know that I visit there a lot. The images were taken over the course of two visits.
... and the Temple of Flora.
A view across part of the main lake (obelisk in distance) |
It was quite early in the day when I photographed this Mute Swan.
The cold light of day |
Nuthatch:
Boing! |
I'm getting them to come to the post without food there (sometimes!). These next few poses put me in mind of someone in a restaurant seeking the attention of a waiter and, when served, looking around to see what others might have. (Fieldwork affects the mind, they say.)
One part of this well-loved woodland bird that seems to escape notice is its rump. People seem either not to see it or to just see a blur. The gorgeous pattern created by these beautiful little feathers is worthy of a closer look:
Great Tit:
The worm that got away |
Ooh! Just look at me |
All excited! |
On the edge |
Coot:
Lady of the Lake |
Chaffinch:
Snooty? |
On this visit the young Mute Swan family had still not flown, but flight seemed very much a prospect.
The siblings don't look bothered |
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