Bright sunshine encouraged me to go towards the cliffs, where a Dunnock was singing with gusto, the small mottled brown body showing against the perfect blue sky. The bright red breast of a Robin was catching the light as that too sung from the branches of a Sycamore.
Around the corner a strange sight, with a large bird perched on the top of the wall – looking huge as I looked up, on inspection through the binoculars, the bird was a Peregrine Falcon, a dark steely grey, with the yellow iris glinting in the sun. As I approached it spread its wings and soared along the clifftops.
Down on Tilly Whim a Black Redstart was hopping about, this lovely bird was showing the white flashes on its grey wing, while the red tail was flitting up and down. A wonderful view as it perched on the top of the Portland limestone rocks.
Turning to look at the wall above the cave entrance, no Adders this morning, but there were two bathing on Saturday morning, the dark brown bodies flattened for maximum effect.
Unusually no auks (Guillemots or Razorbills) on the cliffs or water, but I was able to hugely enjoy watching 3 Fulmars soaring through the sky, zig-zagging in and out of the curves in the rock face.
From just below the path, the fluty song of a Rock Pipit wafted up towards me, a wonderful sound, it then took off fluttering up and down before disappearing.
Clouds of Winter Gnats floating in the sky, including a group swarming around the head of a Wood Pigeon.
A loud call of a Raven, croaked as it came into land on the top of the mile marker post.