‘I didn’t say stop…’ – Sedge Warbler and fledgling at Fishlake Meadows

Walking through the wild reed beds of Fishlake Meadows near the end of Spring brings not only the whispers of reeds in the wind to the ears, but the constant peeping of fledgling wetland songbirds, still unsure of a world that’s frankly terrifying compared to the nest they’ve been born in. Ungainly flight and constantly begging Mum for more lunch characterizes this time of year, as the Sedge Warbler amply shows in this picture. Soon they’ll be perfectly at home in their niche habitat, darting out of sight among the thick reeds that offers a great deal of protection from many predators, but till then they’re admittedly a bit of a couch potato.