The shift in the weather - from clear skies and easterlies to light winds, mist, and maybe even thunderystorms - had me shun sleep this morning in favour of getting rained on at the Nose.
I had hopes of grounded late migrants, and maybe even low-flying Black Terns, oh yes I did.
Things didn't quite work out like that.
There were an unusual number of Chiffs about the Top Dell, including an interestingly green and pale one and an incredibly brown one. Something also gave a weird "see-it!" call [???]. Unfortunately, the wind was still a fresh ESE and so the driven in gunk and rain was keeping much stuff [assuming it was there, of course] down.
The local Whitethroats were not to be stopped, though, and even kept up song flights. There were 5 singing males [ah, remember when it was 15? Thank you TCCT...] and a couple of lurking females. One decided to pose a bit;
"If I hold my wings like this..."
"..and make my tail look really dark-"
You still don't look like a Spectacled, mate.
A different spectacle also posed;
"I'm top of the heap, me"
Doing his best to keep the Foxes fed..
The sea naturally called, but it was frickin' dead. [All the good things were tarting about for The Artist at BH, it seems.. :( ]
Typical view
Gannets, gulls, Guilles....
The day was saved, though, by some late migrant action, as a pulse in the weather brought some birds in/off! Mostly Swallows [and none even vaguely Red of Rump..], but a couple of finches came in too. So that was all good. :)
Bladdy skuas.....
Be Seeing You..
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