Up at Labrador Bay male wrens were bouncing out of the hedges. Their loud strident calls were just about audible over the horrible din of traffic from the road behind.
I’ve put those clips together with the few clips of the wren we’ve seen infrequently furtling around in the back garden this winter.
So finally, at last, here is a small film of these neat little wrens with their dapper tailed bottoms. Priceless. Precious. Invaluable.
Filming: Hazel Brown (mostly); Vid: Ian Nisbet