08 April, 2025

Interjection


Interrupting my slow progress on part two to say that yesterday - what? You're not expecting promptness on here, are you? - I got the shock news that a Corn Bunting had been found at the Nose, and by none other than The Teacher; on one of those few and far-between, ever-so-short holidays they get 😛 and so out in the week.

Needless to say, I was over there with bins, notebook, and camera before you could say "It's just flown off"
 
OH Come ON.......
 
 
 
 
It had gone south, so I went down the South Side, scanning every bush, tree, and sticking-up-thing I could.
 


There it is!
 
Right on top of the Wryneck Bush [another Teacher find].
 
 
Reader, I almost died.

[[I didn't, as you can tell by reading this, but it was close]]

The bird then flew back to the First and Last Bushes, where said Teacher, along with a small but glad twitch of MB and The Murphys [sounds like either a northern soul band or a short-lived 80's cartoon series.!] waited. We admired the bird as it flew around and generally changed position a lot, but pictures were taken and it was good.
 
 
Corn Bunting, if you don't know and can't be bothered to duckduckgo [[because f- gaggle]], is a large but very grey-brown bunting, quite unlike the festively-coloured Cirl and Reed Buntings, or Yellowhammer. Its song is likened to jangling keys, and it's easiest seen at the car park of Maiden Castle in Dorset [seriously, you often don't even need to get out of your car...].
There are a very few in north Cornwall, but zog all in between.
The last one at the Nose was in November 1994.
 
 
Needless to say, that's a Patch Tick.
 
Woo.

Pics on here; Butterflyplace




That may be too many hyperlinks for a blog....
 
 
 
There were also Bluebells, for icing.

Anyways, I am very happy.



And I am getting on with it. And yes, the shrike is in the next one.
 
 
 
Be Seeing You...



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