Some rubbish images (I’m just pleased I got something) of a distant Hen Harrier from this afternoon in the rain up on the Teesdale Moors. I have been looking in the wrong place for them but now that I know where they are I will go back and try for better ones.
…of the Little Grebe at Far Pastures kept us entertained today.
If I’m correct this is the same juvenile Little Grebe that
was at Far Pastures the other day.
It flew straight toward the hide a couple of times and
on one occasion I managed to catch it.
After preening it stretched its wings. Strictly Come
Dancing better watch out is all I can say.
Female Gadwall.
Pheasant at Thornley Woods.
There were three or four Red Admiral and a couple of Comma Butterflies in next doors garden the other day however, rather than invade their space I put the 500mm lens on the camera and I got these images from our garden.
Red Admiral Butterfly.
A bee took a fancy to the same flower as the Red
Admiral.
The bee flew off and the butterfly kept on feeding.
Red Admiral and Comma Butterflies.
Comma Butterfly.
This is one of the species of spider that come into
the house at this time of year looking for a mate. My wife caught it a glass and
put it outside where I was able to get a picture of it.
Not a lot at Far Pastures the other day however there was a family of Little Grebe which kept me entertained.
What every Little Grebe should be wearing this season.
I think this is one of the parent birds presumably the male because of what
took place later.
And this is the other parent (female?).
The youngster.
A short sequence of what was a much longer fight
between what I presume is the male and the youngster.
Little Grebe with a fish.
Which was abandoned while it had a scratch.
It picked it up again.
Then somehow the fishes head came off.
It probably meant it was easier to swallow.
The youngster was also catching fish.
A Chiffchaff popped out of the bushes.
As did a Wren.
There were still a couple of Migrant Hawkers hawking
the pond.
A couple of Buzzards were above the fields along the
lane.
This Robin was hopping about my feet.
So that’s two lifers (I have just realised it is three lifers not two) in less than a week that’s not bad for me. This juvenile was, at times, showing well up on Eglingham Moor in Northumberland but it was hard to get decent shots with the wind and the rain (that’s my excuse).
