Bonnie and Clyde

For the last few days we have woken to find a young buzzard perched on Wassala's head in the middle of the pond.  Not being a natural fisherman, he has teamed up with the local heron to catch a breakfast of fresh water-wildlife, their particular favourite is frogspawn. The high water table is proving catastrophic for indigenous small mammals whose burrows have flooded, drowning complete communities.  This loss is very evident along the hedgerows where birds of prey, starved of their regular diet, are being driven to extreme measures to survive, such as the unlikely partnership between our buzzard and the heron.  This morning, in honour of their hilarious antics, we nicknamed them Bonnie and Clyde.  Clyde, the buzzard, is a first class look-out man; with senses honed for fight or flight, he anticipates my every move thus evading the camera every time. Poor Wassala is losing her poise with Clyde using her head as a perch, so this morning we crossed to her island and gave her a quick lesson in Alexander Technique! For the moment her peace and serenity have been restored as she looks out across her kingdom ...