Saturday 18 April 2020
I have realised that my local Wren will sing on the top of my conifer every day. His favourite tree is not in my garden, but once - perhaps twice - each morning he does like to mix it up a bit and come over to my garden. So over the Easter weekend I set up my longest lens and, for good measure, stuck a converter on it. 1140mm of optical wonder, although the slightest of movement or heat in the air destroys the image. Occasionally one 'sticks', so to speak. Eventually he came over, and what a little cracker he is.