Magical Places

Couldn't eat my breakfast in peace this morning,

Family group of twittering LONG TAILED TITS along with a lone  STARLING on a fat feeder.

because the floor show was too raucous. What a delightful start to a day,  

Later, I went to the tip, why? Because it's there 

: )

 and then onto Gerry The Dairys' farm - saving a bit of fuel into the bargain!

I managed a few shots of this SWALLOW, each showed missing tail feathers. I guess this little bird is in moult, having reared and fledged a nest full of young. Once the new feathers are fully grown and this years fledglings have built up their flying muscles, the Swallows will mass together and set off for their long haul to Africa.

I mooched around looking for the great man himself, to no avail, but I did see SWALLOWS skimming in and out of one of his barns. They posted themselves, at full, unfaltering speed,  through a slim slot above the barn doors. This one posed in the darkness, illuminated by the light that squeezed in through that same slim slot. In a flash, it was gone, out of the darkness and into the light.

I picked up a couple of iodine barrels and headed for the plot and then a customers'. 

Reality.