Confident
I went to Farmoor today, where the birding was pretty poor, to be honest, but I had a highly enjoyable time anyway. Had I not ducked out yesterday because of the forecast rain, I might have seen an Arctic Skua … Continued
Losing the toss
R and I went to Stratford this morning, for the first time in a while, for walking, coffee, and cake. We were heading back towards Old Town on the south side of the river when we saw this heron standing … Continued
St Swithin’s Day
“Well, it is July,” I said to R, as we sat disconsolately over our coffee and biscuits, watching the rain beating down outside. “What can you expect?” He made a snorting noise that might just about have been interpretable as … Continued
Come hither
After handing the Boy Wonder back to his father in the car park at Slimbridge, I went in search of coffee and birds. The coffee, as per, was pretty grim, but the birds were good, even though I didn’t manage … Continued
Against the lore
Owling lore has it that Short-eared Owls don’t hunt in bad weather. I’ve said it myself, with great confidence, on many occasions. It used to be widely believed, including by me, that this was because their feathers aren’t waterproof, but … Continued