Obviously (!) the slightly larger darker speck on the right is the Osprey as it surfed along the south easterly before disappearing behind the neighbour’s rooftop at Dempsey Towers at 1.10pm today.
Mega garden tick from Ainsdale, and doubtless another award-winning image from yours truly.
Textbook Herring Gull alarm calls caught my attention while I was supposed to be gardening, and there it was, gliding through on lovely drooping, angled wings.
Ospreys always seem so low profile when they have the wind at their backs, and the bird moved with a purpose as the gulls yelped around it.
Good views thro’ my garden bins as it motored through.
Unfortunately, instead of concentrating on getting the settings right on my camera I was too busy balancing on top of the garden table and shouting “OSPREY!!!!!” to no one in particular.
Mrs D clocked the raptor, looked at me and shook her head sadly.
Next door’s dog looked confused.
I blame the late great Tony Duckels – in the days long ago when these lovely raptors were far scarcer he’d bellow “OSPREY” repeatedly as soon as he got a sniff of one.
That’s where I get it from I suppose, at least that’s my excuse.
Old habits and all that.
Problem was, I was all excited, so when I pointed the P900 at the bird and fired, the camera automatically focussed on next door’s chimney and tiles instead of the bird, then I lost the Osprey behind the rooftops as it headed north.
Still, at least my guttering is in a better state than theirs, AND I have a garden Osprey in my pants…
A total of four Swallows came through later in the afternoon as I got back to work, with fly-through Little Egret and Stock Dove to boot.
Butterflies included Peacock, Small Tortoiseshell and Comma, while Chiffchaff and Blackcap were singing on and off all day.
Perhaps staying at home ain’t all bad.