Comma on brambles
Took a walk around Felbrigg Lake this afternoon in the unseasonably warm sunshine – Marsh Tit was calling loudly as I entered through the back gate. A lone Common Buzzard circling with a Kestrel caught my eye, probably one of our local birds I thought but that was likely not the case for the four drifting slowly south west, high up in the clouds – more likely these were migrants. Tawny Owls were calling to each other in the oaks by the house and a small group of Siskin were making their characteristic soft piping call as they flew around the alders at the head of the Lake. I looked for the Little Owl by the outflow stream but could only hear it, deep in the ivy-covered ash. I also heard and then later saw a Kingfisher.
Kingfisher perched by the outflow
Kingfisher has been an unusual occurrence at Felbrigg for the past few years but in the last few weeks I’ve seen one on several occasions – usually flying fast and low across the Lake, so it was good to catch one static, albeit rather distant.
On the way back to the village I watched a Roe Deer grazing unconcerned in the pasture next to the road.