Bit of work around the house today before I was allowed out, although it was very dull I still went out, my plan for today was to get an even closer shot of the stonechats, I went prepared and when I was set up my camera and myself was covered in camouflage netting, sat comfortably on my shooting stick which my daughter bought me for christmas, got some strange looks from a couple of passers by with their dogs, but hey ho I've got used to strange looks over the years.
Anyway it wasn't to be today, within minutes a buzzard landed at the other end of the dead man's allotment, too far away for a decent shot which is a pity as at one point he lifted his back end and did a whoopsie. Not only the buzzard but also someone had a huge stinking fire going, smoke bellowing everywhere, must have been burning plastic as it stunk to high heaven.
Not long after Brett arrived so we went walkabout, but the buzzard was never far away hence hardly any signs of small birds, so it was that we ended up at Edna's Tomb, wow even that was quiet and dull, so we ended up taking a few record shots of the regulars.
The Dunnock just wouldn't land where we wanted him to.
So we set up a mossy branch and waited for the usual suspects.
Can but hope for better tomorrow, was glad to get home, my feet were cold and I needed coffee.
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