The rain and mud continues on and on. But one small change to witness, the two Little Egrets have now been joined by a third bird.
As I sat in my old ramshackled shed (my hide) with seemingly nothing to see, two of the Egrets flew into their favourite field that backs on to the garden. Just for once they crossed the half-way line walking closer and closer to me. In the poor light and drizzle this is as good as its going to get trying to photograph these shy birds.