The parish was full of colour and song early morning, nowhere moreso than the Stodday stretch of the path. Aside from the strident sounds of Wrens, Chaffinches, Blackbirds, Chiffchaffs and Greenfinches, a Greenshank (fairly scarce here in spring) called noisily as it flew upriver.
Three Kestrels were chittering as they played kiss chase around one of the pylons.
Faint strains of something akin to Yellowhammer song were heard from the Aspen plantation, but its source wasn't sighted. It could have been the one that got away, or it could have been a Blackcap, since the troubadour pictured above was skilled at mimicry, with overtures featuring the alarm calls of Swallow, Robin and Blackbird.
Three Eiders (two drakes) were on the estuary. Some rather high vis. was limited to c25 Meadow Pipits, some typically invisible Siskins and a Lesser Redpoll, all heading NNW.
Late afternoon saw a bit of Sand Martin passage with c25 noted over Willow Lane.
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