Moor Green Lakes
We went
to a nature reserve not far from our house. It was a bright, warm day, good for
a gentle stroll. Roxy and Gilbert were not delighted to have to remain on their leads,
but they enjoyed a different set of sniffs and met some friendly people. Dogs
seem to encourage interaction between often reserved Brits.
We didn't have the super-duper zoom lenses with us, so everything looks rather far away! Well, it was far away, actually.
The air was thick with the screaming of gulls and at first glance, it looked as though they were the only birds around.
A closer look revealed swans and cygnets, Canada geese, Egyptian geese, ducks of various sorts and jackdaws. Earlier in the year, in April, we might have seen a bittern and a spoonbill, but we’re not twitchers, just casual birdwatchers.
We heard many smaller birds in the trees and hedgerows.
To be precise, one of the horses was interested, while the other wanted to continue grazing.
The track verges were a froth of
Queen Anne’s lace. I hesitate to identify this as I’m never quite sure if I’ve
got it right. Anyway, it was pretty and plentiful.




