Few weeks ago however I discovered with pleasure that there is water in the bed, at least half a meter deep. Moreover, there were many ducks and coots on the pond.
Today I managed to get to my floating hide which I placed there a week ago.
Unfortunately the number of ducks has been decreased by these days, but I'm getting into the hide with high hopes at dawn. In the dimness I discover a grey heron in the vegetation.
I can hear the joyful "laughing" sound of the little grebes from different directions. I'm fond of these birds. It's a pity they rarely come close enough:
Little Grebe
A pair of marsh harriers appear screaming above the pond, but they are far a bit.
Three shovelers appear, they are floating towards the vegetation. Two males and a female. They seem to have found a good resting place between the twigs of a young bush. They are too far as well.
Sometimes a coot or a little grebe comes closer:
Coot
Little Grebe
Little Grebe
The coots' territorial fights would be a good theme, they are chasing each other quite often, but not always close enough, here's a running bird:
Coot
Diving:
Coot
Coots
Coots
One can't see very often a flying coot, now I've managed to catch this one:
Coot
Coot
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