A quite gorgeous morning, very little wind, the sea almost calm and the sun appearing from below the horizon. The ground fairly hard after few days of dryness and the chill in the air providing some crispy patches of mud.
Out across the farmland, where the paths were easy to walk, after a few days of dryness making the ground harder!
The calling of a Great Tit came from the Blackthorn hedgerow, as I looked upwards at this bird its yellow chest with black vertical stripe was easy to spot.
From in this hedge, the chattering sound of House Sparrows was emerging, despite searching through my binoculars I only spotted one bird although more were definitely present.
A wheezing squeak alerted me to a Bullfinch, which was aiming towards the rambling mass of ropes, fronds and wispy heads of Traveller’s Joy. As it did so its white rump flitted into view, and as it landed the dull pink chest of this female showed.
Across the meadow a short burst of piping call alerted me to a smallish mottled bird, as it took off its bright white underbelly could also be seen, and as I watched it fly off a long beak also noted. As it flew off the Snipe was jazzing across the sky, moving left and right as it headed off.
A charm of Goldfinches flitted overhead, dropping down into the Elder, where a Goldcrest had been perched. Its high pitched call making me look for this tiny bird.
Returning back up the Lighthouse track, the sun proving a magnificent orangish glow across the National Nature Reserve.
As I finish writing, great views of a Blue Tit (yellow and blue) as it inspects the nesting box on the wall, peering in the hole, first from above and then from below.