That's how beautiful …
… it looks at the moment at the Guadalhorce:
Cormorants and even …
… a Great Crested Grebe fishing in the river, above which …
… a Kingfisher is dashing:
Well, whom do we have here? A single Golden Plover couldn't get convinced to look only once into the camera: how beautiful he was singing at departure!
Also a small group of sweet Kentish Plovers stayed there at the river mouth:
"These poor things with their mini beaks!" the Common Snipe is thinking a little disdainful and …
… let her beak be admired by all sides:
"I don't care if these Waders have long or short beaks! Mine will be blue at mating season and that's what counts!" the comment of the White-headed Duck sounds a little snobbish:
"Well I think that my beak in the Spanish national colors is also very beautiful!" the Common Moorhen thinks in its usual humbleness:
"And I am bewitching everybody with my red eyes!" by that one can only prove the little Black-necked Grebe right!
This idyll is fool's gold, because …
… amongst the male Shoveller Ducks trouble is brewing:
The reason for that is of course, as usual … a female!
And what her husband started, his wife in furious determination is bringing to a close. The would-be cavalier is put to rout and sheer horror is written on its face: :
And finally and on behalf oft he many many Chiffchaffs that populate the Guadalhorce, this ringed specimen. We'll see, if I can find out about the life history of this little feathered friend!