ShimmeringWindReedMusic

A brighter day, sun with scattered wintry showers and a chill brisk W wind. A wander up the cycle path round the marshes seemed in order, see if the storms had blown in any interesting birdlife. All very quiet. On the big pond the heron stood to attention in the lee of the reeds; the lapwings were hunkered down in the grass occasionally squabling with each other and then flapping up to swirl here and there only to settle back moments later. A few mallard and teal were scattered here and there and the odd startled snipe dived for cover.
The wind caught the reeds sending waves of gold and silver shimmers.

ps thanks for all yesterdays *'s