This is the view from the bedroom window this morning... in fact all this morning and into the afternoon!
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| Somewhere, beyond the trees, is a wood! |
I sat there, in bed, watching pigeons and jays come into view... and out of view... especially the pigeons who were flying found in circles... at one point a flight of grey ghosts flew past the other side of the trees.... urrrrg! Grey...
We were going to Le Louroux this morning for the "Grand Emptying"....
but visibility was very poor, as you can see, and the temperature outside was only zero centigrade...
it reached a whole three by noon!!
Also my shattered ankle was telling me that the weather was damp [as if I couldn't work that out for myself!]....
so with
However, I did find some photographs of the Golden Plover/Lapwing flock I mentioned in the last post... taken in March 2010.... so here they are:
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| Click to enlarge these... the Golden Plover are the pale birds... and you can see why the Lapwing is also the Green Plover. |
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| About a quarter of the way from the left in the first picture... and a third in on this... is a breeding plumage Golden Plover. |
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| And in this picture he has walked fully into view... just at the bottom, in the group of three, on the left... he has a black belly, and a white patch just under the golden back. |
3 comments:
May try and have a look over to Le Louroux this week we love walking around it and it will be different to see it empty. Have not used the acquisition much due to the grey weather and getting the paperwork sorted out.
I guess the shattered ankle is an old war wound and not a recent thing.
I have loved your recent bird photos....all those birds swirling around in the sky makes one feel humble somehow.
Yes Jean, the 'war wound' occured in forestry some 42 years ago! Wheeling birds always look different to the norm, somehow.
C&E... the lake is being left empty for the whole year... so some interesting birdwatching to be had, especially this winter because lots of waders are likely to take advantage of the wet, rich mud.
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