Singing in the bath

Meadow Pipit - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)

I’m driving along the car-bottom-scraping track to Noup Head. It’s first gear all the way unless I want to have my exhaust unceremoniously removed. In a puddle in the road are Meadow Pipits having a wash. They’re fluffing their feathers up, so the water gets into the spaces in their plumage, to give the insides of their feathers a proper soaking.

This one decided to give full voice to a call while it did it.

I lean out of the car and take their photographs. Then I get out of the car and approach. I crawl a little closer and lie on the dirt in the road to get a final shot.

They’re lovely.

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