This Muntjac deer slowly ambled across the bridge over the Mere whilst working party attendees sipped hot drinks in the bird hide. It then slowly made its way down the path on the other side, stopping to nibble at the grass. This is by far the best sighting I’ve had of a Muntjac as they’re usually running away into the bushes.
Bullrushes standing out more in winter
so I ventured out onto the reserve for the first time in a month or so.
I found it still buzzing with activity.
01.02.2010
Siskin take niger seeds, let’s hope the goldfinches don’t object.
No luck catching them in a natural setting this time,
still, got them last year so can’t complain. . .see blog for 17.01.2009.
Siskin like sunflower hearts too, -it pays to be versatile.
a little run of little grebe pictures:
Not the clearest image, but how many times have you seen a little grebe
OUT of the water? Me? Never.
a blackbird, waiting for me to leave the feeder area.
Wherever you are on the site, someone is watching you.
The Mere’s secretive resident pheasant, also watching warily.
Snowdrops never cease to amaze do they?
The snow clears and there they are!
The last of this winter’s redwing flock, it felt as if I had scared them all away,
but they were probably on their way North again soon anyway . . .
Most of the red in redwing name stems from the red on the bird’s body.
This redwing shows more of it’s plumage, just for the camera.
