Rallentando


And so to the diminuendo of the year, not gainsaying the big hoorah of Christmas but the main reason for a yuletide blowout is as an antidote to the nigh full-on crepuscular turn of events. when raising the blinds for a mere 7 hours hardly seems worth it.

It was with this frankly negative attitude in mind that we stepped out to (guess where) Vane Farm on Sunday, just for a wee nosey, and were rewarded with a Little Egret and a juvenile WTS Eagle.  Admittedly the latter had to be spotted for us, way over on the spit of St Serf’s and no, we would never have found it on our own, but the Egret kindly showed face as we looked over from the furthest hide.  Ten minutes later it swooped off to hide in the reeds. The day was still, sunny and freezing.  A scone was encountered.

Carden Flood open aspect
Carden Flood open aspect
Little Egret, a wee bird far away
Little Egret, a wee bird far away
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