A woodpigeon seemed to find this idea amusing.
But the real star was the ever-extraordinary, superb starling.
There is such pleasure to be had out of this bog-standard, undervalued bird. As it moved, the metallic colours produced by the angled sunlight on the feathers flashed from gold to green and purple to bronze. Magnificent. Add to this the astonishing behaviour of winter roosting flocks (great video here) and you've got one brilliant bird. I rest my case.
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