Wednesday, 21 February 2018

Merely Fowl, Almost













Fowlmere on a still, misty sunless day where the shutter speed never exceeded 1/500th.  We had been watching a hind Fallow Deer for a while, when a stag appeared.  At the same time someone opened the door of the hide.  I drew his attention to the stag, but he was unable to latch the door quietly and it fled.  We saw a pair of Bullfinches and a Goldcrest.  The Dabchick was pushed away by another Dabbie, and sat cheeping forlornly on the other side of the water.  


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