I missed Springwatch last night - the Meeting, but got back in time to see that Springwatch Unsprung ended with the three barn owl chicks and their sequin faces. So there are still three!. We were a bit worried about the runt of the litter. And I hope to catch up on the two stickleback dads tonight. Spineless Simon rather lived down to his name this week by letting a lady stickleback come and eat some of his children.
Only Jehovah can put the world to rights. And He will.
We, the Captain and Mrs.Captain B, spent the afternoon at the Woodmills Reserve - a little bit of Paradise, or as near as we can get at the moment. The coots had made a nest among the waterlilies.