As I returned to Netherstead it occurred to me I hadn't photographed anything. The moon was showing well so I decided to aim at it and photograph the first bird flying past it. Ten seconds later something did. Click.
I looked through my bins to see what it was. It was a Little Egret. Good grief.
|85. Little Egret|
|Into the sunset|
Oh, and I found my mobile phone....on the back lawn.