Bogey bird

The Water Rail was my bogey bird (never seen one despite sitting for hours in bird hides overlooking reed beds whilst they taunt me with their pig-like squeels) until this morning at Star Lane Pits. Just off the path and tucked under a tree root on the water's edge, there it was, almost too close to focus with my bins, staring right back at me before scooting off into the reeds. I'll try and get a photo tomorrow, but until then here's the magic moment captured in a doodle.