A run was out of the question, but after finally dragging myself out of bed, I did manage to get down to the library and then go for a walk. Subtract the wind, and it was a pleasant spring day, and certainly there was a lot of spring like activity out and about. Blue tits were collecting spider's webs from the walls, and the coots were involved in some pretty brutal courtship. The males are sailing around with their heads held just above the water, before fanning their wings and tails out and sinking their heads even lower.
Further out, a couple were splashing about in low level flight, culminating in what was either fighting, or mating, as the dominant bird drove the other below the surface. Love or hate, it was pretty vicious stuff.
I was entranced by a small mixed flock of goldfinch and chaffinch in the forgotten nature reserve, but was utterly delighted to see the cycle track kingfisher perched by the Barnby Road bridge. I'd had a premonition I would see it despite not having done so for several weeks, and lo and behold there it was. I can't get a good enough look to see if it is a male or female, but for one, it was facing me, and its deep red breast stood out against the green background plain as day.
I wonder if it will find a mate, in sickness and in health, amidst the algal waters filled with empty bottles, and fly tipped washing machines?
|First daisy of the year, by my front door!|
|Had to lean over someone's wall to get the first flowering daff of 2015|
|Down onto the cycle path|
|Ducks in the drain|
|Lesser celandine by London Road Pond, slightly past its best already|
|Coot courtship display, pity it's so far away|
|Friary Road garden, where the aconite is nearly over|
|But the squill is out|
|No idea about these micro flowers|
|Moon over the library|
|A wave from your writer|