Well the LRP's look as though they are actually sitting and not running around so much, there was a change over but nothing was visible, so they keep us guessing?
A pair of Grey wagtails dropped in for a feed in front of the public hide for a wee while, and one even posed for a brief period on the side banking of the nearest island. The light was well good/.
Mum? was busy tending to the latest addition, the islands youngest members to get photographed, here one call and both chicks ran!! or perhaps stummbled to the warmth of the underbelly.
And not long after the other Oystercatcher "Daddy?"was taking junior number ? for his guided tour. It had not taken long for the Grey heron to notice the change in behaviour and plonked himself right in front of the hide.
And gave the young the once over, several times, which did not go without a little warning from Daddy! and a little cowering from the Junior! They sure did not like the intrusion!
And Daddy was not the only one to get a bit aggitated. The fly past from this Lapwing culminated in a steep climb into a stall followed by,
A right rudder barrel roll and dived for a "Duck" at the Heron!
So having braved the rain? it was an interesting morning / couple of hours. The rain finally did arrive with a vengeance, and put a dampener on the day and an end to the photographs as everthing cute and photogenic scuttled for mothers underbelly once again.
And Daddy was not the only one to get a bit aggitated. The fly past from this Lapwing culminated in a steep climb into a stall followed by,
A right rudder barrel roll and dived for a "Duck" at the Heron!
So having braved the rain? it was an interesting morning / couple of hours. The rain finally did arrive with a vengeance, and put a dampener on the day and an end to the photographs as everthing cute and photogenic scuttled for mothers underbelly once again.So thanks for coming C U around and about!
Paul



The Male and female
Another from the 




OK went a bit OTT on this one and there are loads more to check through so hope you do not get bored with this brill bird. 
I arrived at the aforementioned spot in the sunshine, not for long though. The first sound to reach my ears was the croaky song of a few Reed warblers in the reeds to the north of the lake. It was a real bugger trying to get a clear shot as they were keeping a bit low and fast but one ventured up high enough for a couple of good ones.

























Just another Coal tit.







