New Life

Dashing from one muddy puddle to another on a bright sunny day.  

I took a short walk round the reedbed this morning, but it was relatively quiet at the reserve, save for the song of the Cetti's warbler and the honking of greylag and Canada geese.  All the whooper swans and winter ducks have gone back to their breeding grounds. There were several avocets on the far bank.