Another sunny morning. The river was slack and oily looking, just opposite the Peregrine Watch a very ugly smear of oil spread for several hundred metres up the opposite mud bank. An accident? A spill?
There were single Redshank, legs glowing in the sunshine, up and down all of the mud. I watched one fly low over the riverside, the white flashes from its wings another giveaway to what it was. Jays, Magpies, Pigeons, Peregrines, Gulls and all the other birds can be recognised by their flight.
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