In fact one of the first birds I saw was quite unexpected as a Green Sandpiper flew out of a stream and landed on a fence post.
The Green Sandpiper |
The main pool |
I carried on and was feeling resigned to gaining no year-ticks today. That was until I reached the tin shed. As usual I squatted down to peer into the gloom, but as I did so a beautiful Barn Owl ghosted out and floated off over the thicket. My feelings of awe and elation were mixed with guilt as clearly the bird would have been much better off spending the day undisturbed. Hopefully it found a dry bolt hole somewhere. I just about manage to record this species each year, but never more than one sighting per annum.
This was to be my only year-tick today, so I am now on 66. I headed past Netherstead Farm and then back along the road into the teeth of what was now a bit of a blizzard. The only noteworthy discovery was a potentially Waxwing-friendly cotoneaster in the garden of the property adjacent to Bannams Wood. A bush to keep an eye on this winter I think.
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