One of the buzzards was still knocking about the top fields this morning, before drifting off to get a pasting from the gulls. A golden plover flew over then, trying to convince me it was a year tick, before I remembered seeing a whole flock in the spring. The last bit of excitement was when a warbler popped out of the scrub down Marsh Lane, looking for a second like a mythical garden variety. Unfortunately when it showed properly and started calling, there was really no denying it was just a chiffchaff - new in, though!
3 buzzards (count 'em) were soaring over Galley this afternoon, with 8 chiffchaffs loitering in Dirk.
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