I drew a blank in the first paddock - the horses had perhaps churned the ground up too much - but in the southernmost paddock, after endlessly and stupidly mistaking distant dandelions for birds in my 16x50s, I finally spotted one of these beautiful birds walking around the field, tail twitching perpetually.
The yellow males rival the yellowhammer for the yellowest yellow in the feathered kingdom, although it is a colder, more stellar shade. Stunning birds.
And with the oilseed rape now in flower, it seemed a very yellow world today.
|No wagtails just neddies in his paddock. Or are they called bobbos?|
|This is the wagtail paddock|
|Fishing lake opposite the flashes|
|Is this wild pansy (Heartsease?) at Cotham Flash wetlands?|
|Dead nettles and speedwell|
|Oilseed rape blooming.|