As I was sitting here on the bench yesterday (eventually) doing as I was told, the view through the window was that of four and a half boats, a pontoon pole, three spindly trees, and the roof tops of the block of retirement flats that flank the dog walk on the other side of the access road.
I’m no artist, but put pen to paper and did a rough sketch. However, transferring the image from my eye to the page wasn’t exactly, well, exact, though you could tell it contained trees.
Picture: RSPB Pied Wagtail (resident)
I watched a pair of pied wagtails flitting across the bow of the boat two berths up. It is the boat favoured by the kingfisher, though I haven’t seen him lately.
Whether these were a mating pair I don’t know, but they seemed to dance across the water in hot pursuit of each other, in an aerial ballet of intricacy and variant speed.
Here in the UK we have three types of wagtail (source)
There are lovely little birds, and I have been lucky to see them all at one stage or another.
Picture: RSPB Grey Wagtail (resident)
Picture : RSPB Yellow Wagtail (summer)
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