Two’s company, three’s a crowd.

Three Little ringed Plovers were sparring with one another the other day. Things were getting a little agitated. I suspect the consternation centred around who was going to mate with whom. Anyways, amid the whole ‘she’s my woman’ thing one of the plovers tilted it’s head and looked up. A sure sign of a raptor. I looked up too. It was a Marsh Harrier passing through. maybe next time it’ll be an Osprey :0)