Easily within a stride out of our home was this splendid drake Goosander.
I used to live in Priory Cottage, not but a stones-throw from where the bird had chosen to settle over the last week or so. So the pond was a regular place for me to visit when I first moved up to the coast. It had held Kingfisher, Otter and even a Goosander or two in the past. The pond itself was the fish pond for the now ruined priory and supplied the carp for the monks. Something that perhaps wasn’t lost on its newest resident.
Letter From Norfolk 