A splendid sunset on the Carr last night but upsetting as it was only 4.45pm
A Robin got in on the act again. The one I pictured last post against the moon is a bit of a mimic and can do Blue Tit and Swallow alarm calls. Twice I've spun round expecting to see a Swallow only to find the little chap atop his bush. Of course I waited with camera on movie mode ready to record said event and he just reverted to whistful singing.
Just after dark at 5.00pm a familiar silhouette drifted across the road stretching the limits of a crepuscular hunter.