Where have all the birds gone? The last week has been unbelieveably quiet. Three out of five times out, I came back without a single image. Even our local birding experts were lamenting yesterday about a four hour bird walk we took without a single Warbler.
So this evening, in a moment of desperation, I found this little fella doing a bit of preening. He looked good when he started and he looked good when he finished but in between he was the embodiment of disheveled!





