Attenborough Nature Reserve is one of my favourite places to go for a walk when I’m in Nottingham and it was a beautiful spring day on Saturday, so off Man and I trundled.
We went in search of kingfishers and opted for the 3.7 mile kingfisher trail. Sadly, other than a quick flash of turquoise just to taunt us, we failed miserably to capture the elusive kingfisher.
I did, however, manage to capture my first long tailed tit. I like him, he’s very cute and fluffy. The following day at another of my favourite places Wollaton Hall, Man and I met a wonderful man who kept the amazing illustrated diaries of his walks and rambles. He did the most beautiful line drawings, sketches and watercolours in his diaries, along with nature notes about what he’d seen on his travels. They were absolutely beautiful and his drawings and paintings were a lot better than my photos! What a talent to have, I was quite envious.
Back to Attenborough and, although I failed to catch a kingfisher, there were lots of other birds to catch my attention.
This noisy little chaffinch wasn’t remotely bothered by us. He was far too busy singing. Birds make sounds completely disproportionate to the size of their bodies.
And great crested grebes were in abundance, both on the lakes and on the River Trent.
We also found a lone grey heron wallowing about in the mudflats.
I love this time of year, everything starts coming back to life but there isn’t so much foliage that I can’t see the birds for the leaves.
I like the buds and the blossom.
The butterflies are reappearing again too. This one is a small tortoiseshell.
There was colour in the people as well.
And here’s that little long-tailed tit again.
I have a week off work this week and am spending the week at Man’s house. So I’m expecting to get out with my camera a lot more,