You sometimes get a good feeling about birds in terms of quality and quantity and this morning as I opened the car door I knew it would be good. The air was full of birdsong and small LBJs were hopping from tree to tree – difficult to know where to look as so much was happening.
One hour is a long time if you’re stuck in a boring meeting or saddled with someone who just wants to tell you about their new ipad app (probably should point out that I possibly bore people in the same way about birding) But one hour with so much potential like this morning is like a nano second to me.
|Sunny South Fambridge|
|Cuckoo and my clock was still ticking|
But what’s this? Just as I think of giving up on the bunting, a Yellow Wagtail land on an adjacent branch. Sling your hook reed bunting, I’ve got a new star now.
Back at the entrance, Blackcaps and Common Whitethroats were vying for attention but it was a more distant and Tinnitus-like sound that interested me. I had heard and seen a Grasshopper Warbler near here a week or so ago and this time there seemed to be two or more birds reeling. I didn’t have time to wait to see if they would appear but I will be returning to investigate this at another time soon. But for now and if you know the sound of TV’s Countdown clock that’s all I have time for.