![]() Wood pigeons sit along the power lines, 41 of them; I counted them as I scanned them with binoculars.
Walking on by the river, opposite what used to be a mungo and shoddy mill, I disturb a goosander, a male in striking black and white plumage, which flies off down the river, under a railway bridge. The river still contains a lot of drifting rubbish but the presence of goosanders is a reminder that the water is now clean enough to support fish.
A kestrel perches on a power line in a characteristic hunched up posture. It looks as if it's either fed up or wearing a thick anorak. Or both. A magpie sits on the same wire not far way.
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