As life would have it work took me north today only half a mile from Bothal Pond where I had struggled with the light on Saturday. Today....beautiful sharp, clear light and where was the diver? About as far away as it could get. As Simon P and I sorted through the Canada Geese a Wren chastised us from nearby in the hedgerow.
These pictures were taken Saturday on the Carr where no less than four of the little mites were having a bit of a battle. Lots of threatening calls, glaring and staring round corners but fortunately no feathers flew.
In my half century and a bit of existence I've noticed that attitude often comes in small packages in both the bird and human world.