Then an old friend appeared much further up the lochan. The lovely Little Grebe (or Dabchick).
Too far away to get a really decent image, so I didn't attempt to crop too much, as I thought the setting was attractive anyway. The vegetation was looking really lush!
I'm slightly ashamed to admit that I have never really paid much attention to this bird. I usually only see it at a distance in winter plumage when it appears slightly drab looking. This was probably the first time that I have spent a long time looking at it properly and what a stunning little...
About as chirpy as I was when the heavens opened, if the shot I took of the hailstorm is any good I'll post tomorrow as the birds were barely visible as the water appeared to boil
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