April’s End in Attenborough

30 Apr

Early this morning.

At 07:30, mist beginning to clear, I’m alone in a hide, watching greylag geese.


But it’s a trio of canada geese that lay on the drama. Things begin peaceably enough.

Until, with a great crested grebe looking on, a rival male cruises in.

A rival not to be tolerated.

The threat neutralised …

… the winner celebrates as …

… the contender slopes off.

Meanwhile, the swans have their own show going.

While the common terns get on with life’s more mundane chores …

… someone gets breakfast.

And I go home for mine.




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