Being the doings and rantings of a Devonian birder of a rather Backward persuasion. May contain wibble. Will contain digressions, tangents, and possibly some stuff about birds. Warning: all opinions voiced within are purely conjectural, all bird identifications are to be assumed erroneous and actually refer to either Mallard [Anas ubiquitus], Common Buzzard [Buteo crowbaiteo], Herring Gull [Larus shiteonyourcarus], Woodpigeon [Columba fatbastardii] or Chaffinch [Fringilla irritatus].
25 May, 2017
Looking Up...
The sky is blue.
There are no clouds to be seen.
At all.
There are also no Red Kites, moulty or otherwise, to be seen above my humble abode.
The Herring Gulls - who are to be seen, soaring about and trying to look pretty - are utterly relaxed and yark-free.
There are Swifts up there, too, it is true. I counted a minimum of 11 yesterday evening.
But not a sniff of a wandering raptor.
Bugger.
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