I spotted the female Marsh Harrier the moment it appeared and managed to quickly get the scope on it. Brilliant, but it got better as the male suddenly appeared behind it and I had both in view, if only for a few seconds. Then the rain came again.
I decided to chance a look at Moore on the way home and as it was still raining when I arrived, I headed for the near shelter of Lapwing Hide. It was grim and the rain hardly abated but I had coffee and a view, and the noise of a few excitable Mallards lifted the gloom a little. Cheered by the fact that this was a lucky hide for me, an hour passed by and I almost hadn't noticed the rain stop. What I did notice was the colourful flash of a Kingfisher speeding by in a split second that revived my senses. Or so I thought, as a few minutes later I had neither seen or heard it come in, but I looked up and there it was, perched in front of me. Amazing.
Earlier in the year I couldn't buy a Kingfisher, yet I seem to attract them now. I wonder if PK has had that spell book out again!
A sight for sore eyes on a rainy day.
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