Friday, 21 September 2012


In common with recent posts where really I have nothing to say at all, I am just going to point you in the direction of more photos. It's not my fault, my life at present is wake up, go to work, come home, go to sleep, wake up, go to work etc. I think it's called being a grown up. Boring, but there you go, it's a miracle I do any birding at all. But I manage to squeeze some in, very very occasionally. This morning was one of those rare occasions, and I slipped out of the sleeping house well before 7am. Definitely a chill in the air, I admit to putting gloves on. The juvenile Stonechat was still around, as were three Whinchats and a Wheatear. Only the Wheatear was prepared to stick around......more here.....

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