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| Stretford twilight |
It had been an intense couple of days' birdwatching and I had more planned for the week so I took advantage of a morning's heavy rain for a break. The spadgers made inroads on the sunflower seeds, the magpies cackled in the rowan tree and the robin struck poses along the fence.
I was relieved to see a blackbird gobbling rowan berries, it's been a quiet August for them. I'm used to the mistle thrushes and song thrushes going missing in August, the blackbirds going AWOL is a new wrinkle.
I nipped out to the station as the sun set to watch the soprano pipistrelle quartering the field. It circled the field at shoulder height barely making a detour to avoid the two girls walking their dogs.
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