I had a lovely weekend visiting my borther in Bradford on Avon, it really is a lovely town with some great architecture and history.
We went for a couple of walks along the river and canal. The first walk we saw a heron sitting very happily under the railway bridge, although I’ve seen plenty of those I’m always excited when I see another!
The highlight had to be our walk on Sunday. I had only a few hours previously mentioned that I’d never seen a Kingfisher and how much I’d like to when lo and behold my brother spotted one sitting happily in a tree. He wasn’t bothered that we were taking pictures, even though rumour has it they are very shy birds, and we ended up drawing quite a crowd of walkers gasping in delight at the unusual pleasure of spotting one of these beautiful birds. It really made my weekend and those funny bits of plastic I mentioned on Friday have really given me a wonderful clear memory of a great weekend and a rare sight of a Kingfisher.