In my silly little studio, aka a bit of kitchen top in the stable, I made this Sunday afternoon’s film.
I had previously spent some time building legs and reconstructing better beaks and I like the result. There is probably more movement in the feathers than I would’ve wished for too because the wind was blowing a hoolie outside resulting in a huge draft everywhere in my shed.
Meanwhile, outside when I was checking all the horses and ponies, I noticed that the golden plovers were in full force in the fields.
I have a real soft spot for these birds.
It is the way they turn, to a wing, and instantly change colour. Very clever. Apparently a group of plovers is called a stand, wing, or congregation.
For the time being, I think I will just stick to my norty football playing crows. I hope you enjoy my little film.
Daisy says it’s my best yet.