Today I trialed a new approach. My birding is very much centred around my caring responsibilities but after a typically underwhelming bit of birding/exploring from mid to late morning yesterday (Web Heath being about as unproductive as you might expect), I had the opportunity to do something different today.
I was out in the field at dawn and back home for breakfast. I know it doesn't sound a big deal but I've missed early starts and a slight change in Lyn's routine now gives me that opportunity.
I even had a plan. That was to travel to the only place I have seen a Little Owl locally in the last three years, tick it off, and come home. The only snag was that the Owl didn't know what was expected of it. I didn't see it....again.
However, the morning was salvaged when I decided on a detour. Last month I had visited the pool at Kinwarton Dovecote hoping to see Little Grebe and Cetti's Warbler. They had been absent (or maybe not showing). This morning it was different.
The Little Grebe swam into view, and then disappeared as they do. While I patiently waited for it to reappear, a Cetti's Warbler announced its presence with a single burst of song. There was little prospect of seeing it, and it didn't even sing again, but I'd got what I needed and went home content.
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