This coot is out for a run, or so it appears.
As we moved north in France, the birdlife started to become more abundant. By the time we were north of Paris, they were everywhere. It was such a stark contrast to the Med, where there was so little bird life. Or, for that matter, wildlife of any kind.
Here are some pictures of the birds we encountered
A sea gull keeps watch atop a lateral marker.
Alexander feeds a swan. They seemingly had no fear, and this one, in fact, took a nibble on Alexander’s finger, before Sima’s flashing hand, seen in the upper left, was able to pull him away.
Neck tucked in, this Grey Heron waits for lunch.
A goose going about daily grooming.
A crow watches us pass.
A gaggle of Grey Geese.
Birds would take different defensive actions as Leander approached on the waterways. Some flew away long before we arrived, while some took flight at the last minute. Cormorants and some ducks would dive, and some, such as this one, would meld into the underbrush.
Birds of a feather flock together. The coots take wing early, while the ducks just sit and wait.
A seabird flits over Leander.
Gulls following a boat.
A cormorant takes wing.