|I had a wander around Snape Maltings in the sunshine ...|
|... when a bird of prey soared across the reedbeds,|
|... over the trees,|
|... and across the sky.|
Was it another Marsh Harrier? I am not sure.
|Closer at hand, the Swallows and House Martins ...|
|... were dive-bombing for insects.|
Small birds were darting about at infrequent intervals in the reeds. I saw a flash of white, but nothing more. If you would like to see a couple of stunning photos of East Anglian reed dwellers, I suggest you pop over to the Kirkstall Creatures blog here.