No piccies, but on the commute saw a buzzard on the ground in a ponded field. I did wonder if it was about to, or had just had, a feather splash. A couple of miles later, a lovely male pheasant casually ambling across the road. (An unadopted road to a few houses so relatively little motorised traffic). Quite often hear them on that particular stretch, but sightings are not common, (to me at least).
Then in Salford, disturbed a grey squirrel in a roundabout underpass. That was very unexpected.
Days like that, or the earlier dawn chorus, make a 5.20 start so much more pleasurable.