Spring (Day 11):

We wait by the Wensum. We wait for the kingfisher. We are not disappointed as it flies past twice, breaking its return journey to rest on the buddleja opposite for a few seconds.

Later, I wait and watch again. A family gather pointing at silver blue in the bushes across the water. They realise it is a drinks can. They move on, the father explaining that kingfishers were reported to be in the area recently.

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CLP