It would have been easy to just wander home from Dads and read but I headed off to Rye Meads.
For a while I thought I be photoless as the birds were being awkward and the light was awful.
Swifts overhead but no Terns. It seems like the Black headed Gulls have taken over a terrible shame as there were about 20 pairs last year. I did see a Great Grest Grebe (not common at Rye Meads) and my first Goslings.
This goose is sitting opposite the Kingfisher bank. I got a brief glimpse of eggs.
This coot was swimming along the river.
First damselfly of the year!