Wigeon

What a beautiful day it was on Sunday! Decided to head for Strumpshaw again, but things were a bit quiet, although I did see my first ever Brambling. Then we visited Strumpshaw’s ‘sister’ reserve – Buckenham Marshes, which at this time of year is home to thousands of Wigeon, as well as geese. Wigeon are one of my favourite ducks, mostly because of their call, which is a cute ‘wheeooo’ and always reminds me of the marsh.

Managed to get a few photos that I’m fairly pleased with, although I found that I was a bit out of practice!

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