I was just about to cross the plank from the bank to Bakewell's stern earlier, when I saw this floating in the water under the willow tree.
Some houseproud little bird's pride and joy, blown out of the tree, presumably. I wonder if it would have had eggs in it, and what the birds will do now.
Any idea what sort of bird would have built it?
It is quite touching the way they have woven the blue plastic strips in along with the more natural materials, and how lovely and cosy that down-lined interior looks.