A few more photographic memories of our short
holiday in North Norfolk.
This is Bruce. He immediately made us feel
very welcome on his patch and became a proper little poser whenever a camera appeared.
Fred Astaire. We stayed in a secluded cabin,
the roof of which Fred and Ginger (not
pictured) treated as their dance floor each
morning. Fred appears to have removed his
tap shoes for this photo.
There were no street lights in the remote
village we called home, so we were treated to
some glorious late evening skies.
We saw a wide variety of birds on our travels,
from tiny Wrens to the mighty Marsh Harriers that seemed to be everywhere. I spent much
of the time gazing through my binoculars at
the bird-life rather than the camera lens, but
while walking down a long country lane in the
blistering heat, we encountered this
Chaffinch who showed no inclination to fly
away, at least until he'd finished his song.
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