Following an encouraging overnight forecast I was a little dismayed to find that they had got it wrong and the morning was actually pretty wet. In fact, I decided to wait until after lunch in the expectation of drier weather. Not much drier as it turned out.
Although there were plenty of tits around Netherstead, and about 40 low flying House Martins across the site, there was precious little evidence of passerine migrants.
The only hope was the flash field. As usual it looked good but hosted only the usual suspects; six Green Sandpipers, 10 Teal, 12 Lapwings, and 18 Snipe (a considerable increase on last time).
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I was disappointed to see evidence that whoever farms the land beyond the Kingfisher Pool had grubbed out an Alder at one end of a hedge. I hope he stops there.
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