Winter, Spring....

We drove south, and this time mum remembered where we were going so we ended up at the jam-packed parking area at the Rosenkälla bird lake. Everyone wanted to enjoy the cold but sunny day, and people were barbecuing and eating their picnic everywhere. We didn't bring any picnic. Mum?

The lake itself was jam packed too, with birds of all sizes and colours. Mum stopped counting the swans at thirty. But we didn't spot any horned grebes. They are supposed to be specially protected here. Hope they were just somewhere out of sight.

This is one of our favourite walkies, so we decided to do a winter-spring blip. The wild boars had gone absolutely bananas in the fields to the left and the right of the small road, so I was not trusted off lead today...