The iconic curlew with a beak long enough to find a worm deep in the mud and long enough to reach that feather.
It is a cool, muted morning. Up against the stark dock wall there are curlews. I watch a while and a pair of winter roe deer amble into view. With heads down they are hard to see.
Curlews are easy to spot in flight but once they land they also blend into the salt marsh.
This shelduck caught my eye. He was so easy to spot with such bright white plumage. It took me longer to see the herd of curlews by his side.Follow me on Facebook