I finally had the chance for a bit of birding this afternoon - or so I thought. I went round to Mumbles, hoping to see and photograph the Rose-coloured Starling that had been showing well in someone's garden for a few days. I arrived to find several others who had been there at least an hour and a half, and hadn't seen a sign of the bird. I'm not the most patient when it comes to waiting around, and so, after 45 minutes or so of watching Goldfinches, House Sparrows, and plain old ordinary Starlings, flitting through various back gardens, I decided the bird had gone, and went for a walk along the bay. Dusk soon fell, and this strange, orange moon rose over the city:
By the time I'd got home, the moon had reverted to its normal pale shade.
I'm hoping to be able to travel to see the Isabelline Wheatear on the Gower tomorrow, so I dare say that will disappear tonight!