Wednesday, 12 October 2011

Life through a lens (or rather four of them)

Eye, specs, scope eye-piece and scope lens.  And today, trying to keep the non-anatomical threesome dry in 'that fine rain that soaks you through' (P Kay Esq) was a challenge, to say the least.

No American Golden Plover at Beacon Point (in fact, only a dozen or so Golden Plover there.  And 120 at Cresswell and all of them non-Yankies).

Wheatear with the Starlings, Dunlin and Pied Wagtails on the beach:

And the Ash Lagoon banks were quiet, except for:

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