Warblers Beginning With 'S', Indeed...

I didn't mean that one, though it would have been nice....


It'd be a dream and a nightmare all at once, finding a First for the West Pal in your [or anybody else's] back garden. The Five Stages of Finding; Shock, Denial, Joy, Panic, Fear*....

But back in Reality, another week of work continues. Today there was the minor interest of a small flock of Woodpigs going over south-ish and not one but two Ravens! My cup runneth over. ;)

Back on Sunday - so long ago, so far away - I did do more diligent Patch-bashing, and saw the Firecrest again. Albeit briefly and a bit further up IMD, but it was still there. The increased wind kept things down, though it did mean seabirds, well a few Guillemots, Kittiwakes and Gannets passing south, anyway. BHG's were going north, and each got a careful look for pretty pale-underwinged black-billed vagrants. See? Prescient, just not looking at the right bloody one....





[[*Or; What the hell is that?!? No, it can't be, it just can't be... OMFG IT IS!!!!! Gotta get proof...! Three. Thousand. Twitchers...................]]