At the beginning of the spring and autumn there is an unwritten rule that says, while one day your cup runneth over, the next you would be better off getting some extra zeds in bed; AKA the Alternate Day Law. Luckily one early morning in two is about all I can manage at the moment, and handily Dan's now prowling the patch and even the Cowboy Birder has been encouraged to put in a few hours. Jono has been observed on a bike (must be serious), Stevey T as per, but as yet no sightings of expected Harris or Fisher, and we will need something special to get the scarce Harry and Barry to grace the patch. Mr Davis has also been under recorded for the past few months, and Keith will probably will turn up the day after a biggie.
It is however, kicking off. A spotty last week, Wheatear (2 days late, but no complaints), and finally the drought of Garden Warbler is over. Willow Warbler numbers are up, and there are Chiffies everywhere. Now is the time to check the growing tit flock for interesting warbler and flycatcher, the skies need to be scoured for overhead movement and the ponds need visiting before the nemesis dogs appear. It's beginning to get busy.
Another Sedgie yesterday, or could be, nah surely not, the same as last week? 2 Common Sandpiper, Black-tailed Godwit, heralds of waders to come? I will allow the Olympics to finally have some sun, but as soon as that's finished a bit of crappy weather that we are more comfortable complaining about please.
Bring it on.
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