Bridge sightings

At the top of Willow Lane there is a bridge which leads into a field, at the moment full of barley waiting to be brought in. The bridge looks down on a stream which is heavily choked with plants, wild watercress and others. Recent rains have flattened it and i saw two water voles, one from each side of the bridge. Both were sitting on the flattened vegetation, reaching up occasionally and pulling down a strand before settling down to munch away. A delightful 10 minutes observation, then, leaving them undisturbed, I walked George back home.