At last an osprey, fishing very actively. I watched it dive 7 times, pulling out of 3 or 4 more. It finally caught what looked like a smallish fish well up river, and flew behind trees on the north side to eat it. Whimbrel and greenshank heard. Lots of butterflies on the sea aster, at least 60 large whites, 5 clouded yellows (plus one in the lower field), painted ladies, small coppers.... Good to meet Phil and Jane Spence along the shore (just too late for the osprey action, I hope they got lucky after I'd left, it was only a small fish), and Steve Watt hunting butterflies.
The osprey was too far away to look for leg rings.