Fishing . . .

I'm calling it a Spotted Redshank, but am happy to be corrected.  It was catching tiny something in the icy shallows as the tide went out.  A beautiful bird.  I watched it for quite a while, my fingers were frozen!

The snow is still lingering but it's mostly frozen slush, which thaws and freezes and is lethal to try and walk or drive on.  I'm terrified Ollie breaks a leg - no NHS for dogs!