Hopeful Anticipation

This afternoon I went to Killerton with my family and had a lovely walk in bright sunshine – which was far from ideal for photos.  We did find this robin turning on the charm and posing for me!

Hey, up here, look at me
Hey, up here, look at me
I'll give you a twirl
I’ll give you a twirl
Aren't I gorgeous?
Aren’t I gorgeous?

And then William and Louisa agreed to share their raisins, so my son tempted Mr Robin by putting some on a branch.

Well, I'll just have a little taste
Well, I’ll just have a little taste
If there's no more, I'll be off then
If there’s no more, I’ll be off then
Oh, and thanks, please come again
Oh, and thanks, please come again
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January Small Stone# Six

Red vested love bird

 tweets declaring territory

scatters flyers its size twenty times

widgeon’s scarved with orange rise,

 with wings a choir of sopranos

and a solo plover wades haughtily by

January mist over Riversmeet

tide covers a murking of mud

fading web prints rushing away

taken by sizzling foam

twitchers with tripoded lenses

gaggle off to identify geese

arriving as guests of the Clyst.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Solitary

I knew exactly what I would share with you when I saw the theme this morning. This solitary black swan has been around the river for a year or so,  and Fifi as she is known, hit the local newspaper this week because she is lonely. There are lots of mute swans on the Exe and the canal, but of course black swans are native to Australia, not Britain. When I saw her last year, I assumed she had made her way up river from Dawlish, where there has been a colony for decades. Apparently not though, she is not ringed and it’s thought that she may have escaped from a private garden. She has been nest building but has no mate, the local birds have attacked her and she is probably feeling terribly rejected. The Dawlish swan herd says that she should be taken there, but that it would be costly to capture and move her and so far no one has offered to pay. I hope the newspaper article prompts a donation from a wealthy bird lover! Here she is. There are lots more interpretations of solitary over at The Daily Post