Young Coot

It's been many weeks since I had a walk in Queens Park before our church service. Rather dull and a bit chilly first thing but at least the rain stayed away till the afternoon.

I spotted a female coot sitting on a nest but there was no sign of wee red heads with spiky hair. Then I saw the male going back and forwards to the carrying twigs for the nest. His three youngsters were scooting about hoping that dad would find them some food but thought they looked old enough to find their own.