BirdingInSpain

Nappies and Lesser Grey Shrikes

An excerpt from “Flying over the Pyrenees, standing on the plains”

We drove on a little and, doing my best to ignore the smell, I made another short stop to look at a party of Bee-eaters, circling and gliding and effortlessly picking flying insects from the air. Back in the car though the atmosphere was choking. I had to relieve us of the worst of our load, and as I passed an empty sheep pen I saw an opportunity. As quickly and as casually as I could I raised the dark brown nappy with my fingertips and tossed it awkwardly into the pen, leaving the scene of the heinous crime with prudent speed.