I'm afraid Blogspot is playing up again. It's the old uploading photos problem. I have been tempted to throw in the towel, but I guess I can limp on without photos while I try to sort things out.
I was up at the crack of dawn this morning and headed for Earlswood in the hope that something might have arrived in spite of the clear night and wall to wall sunshine.
It was pretty quiet. The only wader was a single Common Sandpiper, and the best of the rest were a Little Egret which departed to the north and a Ring-necked Parakeet calling from trees behind Windmill Pool.
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