I took a short wander up to the local ponds before lunch to see what might be around. I was hoping for a decent image of the Great crested grebe, or maybe a sighting of something out of the ordinary. We’ve had mandarin duck, pochard and gadwall in the past and you never know what might have drooped in.
As it happens, nothing special had dropped in. There were plenty of mallard, a few coot and loads of gulls. They were mainly black headed gulls, with a few herring gull and a single greater black back. I was about to move on, when a family turned up and started to throw bread into the water. Immediately, the gulls took to the air and were onto the scraps in a flash. The ducks didn’t get a look in.
I took a few shots of the gulls. Most of the flight ones were a write off – with so many birds lying around it was a case of gulls photobombing gulls! Still I managed to get one or two.
It’s only when you look closely that you realise how fragile and dainty these birds are..
As it’s now winter, none of them have their summer plumage of chocolate brown coloured heads – even though they are called black headed gulls. If you do see a gull in the summer with a black head, that will be a Mediterranean gull, not a black headed gull!