A little 'otter.

Fancied/ needed some solitude and nature so I'm in the tent for the weekend.
River Severn looks as beautiful as ever although worryingly there was nothing hatching or rising in the crepuscular light. Nonetheless things are waking up as I watched a bat hunting above the river as the daylight faded.
Topping it all and the reason for the hackneyed title is that I saw an otter earlier. At first I thought it was a salmon as the bow-wave came upstream but as that stunning cute face was realised my heart skipped a beat and time stopped.
Beautiful. Just beautiful.