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Cliff walk


A morning walk on the cliff top. Small birds hopping about in the sun.

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  1. posing just for you ...great capture!

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  2. What a cute little bird. Great image.

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  3. Really good composition with this one, Joan. I like it.

    What sort of bird is that? Looks like a Willy Wagtail but wrong colour. Are the females that dun colour?

    Love the rusty spring ... and the gridwork ...

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  4. Very cool composition and lovely little bird!

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  5. Julie I am not sure what type of bird it is. A female wren I suspect.

    Looks like this was a favourite with everyone I rather like it too ... suggests a walk in the English countryside to me.

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  6. "Willy Wagtail" made me grin. I like this photo, with the rusty spring and the geometrical pattern of the fence it is original and distinctive from the usual "cute bird" photo.

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