Red Grouse
I went up onto the moor this afternoon, and took Red Grouse with me, to get some photo’s of the bird in its natural habitat.
It was wonderful – sunshine and beautiful clean air, I could see for miles. Curlews flew overhead with their huge downward curving bill and evocative sound, and Lapwing came swooping close with wavering flight and piercing call – mobbing and distracting.
I’m surrounded by the North York Moors here and see Red Grouse frequently – they feed on the shoots, flowers and seeds of heather, and also eats berries and some insects. My stone one is pictured here on a tangle of the tough bilberry plant, which, along with the gorse, is beautifully coloured just now.
I could have stayed much longer on the moor, but was reminded I needed make a move by the peaty black water seeping through my clothing from the ground where I was sitting.