What a difference a day makes.

 Monday, four thirty pm; The end of a very, very, hot, sunny sticky day, blue sky as far as the horizon, little shade at the upper Osprey viewpoint. Ospreys thinking of Africa.

Tuesday, ten thirty am; The start of another day, rain, rain and more rain, stair-rod type rain, dark rain laden clouds all around with a bit of mist for luck. Little shelter at the upper Osprey viewpoint. Ospreys thinking of Africa.

As the weather brightens thoughts turn to how the five Ospreys have coped with these extremes of weather. In the heat humans put fewer garments on as well as the sunscreen.  Ospreys being used to warmer climes either enjoy the warmth, find a nice shady tree or go for a dip in the lake, if there is a fish involved so much the better!  In the wet Humans and Ospreys are alike, look for shelter. If you don’t need to be in a very exposed nest in the top of a tree, why be there?  Find a tree to shelter under instead. Today the first Ospreys were seen at around eleven-thirty and their visibility improved with the weather. Mum is still with us. Dad is still with us. One, two...........three chicks are seen, five Ospreys still with us, still healthy. As the day draws to a close dark, rain filled clouds appear over Cat Bells and the Newlands Valley. Thunder is heard in the distance. Time to find shelter.

What a difference a day makes.