Walking through the woods this morning I was greeted by a lovely morning sound of busy small birds; a Great Tit was sitting on top of an Elm tree tweeting away and Blue tits flew between the tall Sycamores. As I weaved my way along the footpath that crosses the stream, in the distance the sound of Herring Gulls and Wood Pigeon were heard. I followed a small bird flitting between the Ivy-covered Ash trees, once in view I realised it was a Firecrest, now a positive id. White Daffodils are looking a little limp now and the Lesser Celandine are still not quite open as the sun has not warmed them up yet. Lords and Ladies are still beautifully tall and Ramsons are starting to fill the air with the sweet smell of garlic.
A Green woodpecker called out as I also listened to the gentle ripple of the sea meeting the shoreline. Long-tailed Tits were moving around the Pine trees and a Robin was singing its heart out from the top of a dry-stone wall. A Wren called out from the dense ground cover below young Hazel trees, a Tree Creeper made its way up a Holm Oak, as I followed it up, a Blackcap was sat in a Sycamore tree and reaching the sky two Swallows flew over.
Walking towards the observation point two Goldfinches were perched on a tall slender Elm tree, sitting tall and proud in the morning sunlight. I made my way towards the sea and a Peregrine Falcon flew past. The cliffs felt alive this morning two pairs of Great Black-backed Gulls were sat on separate ledges, one surrounded in Scurvy grass and one on a bare rock. A Fulmar poked its head out of a little nook, while two others tried to land on or near the same hole but were aggressively deterred by the current noisy Fulmar.
Jackdaws flew around with huge twigs trying to fit them into small crevasse along the cliffs. A Pigeon took flight from a high ledge, slowly and effortlessly gliding down to a lower one. Three Shags flew east as I watched the Guillemots and Razorbills on the water. Today 10 Razorbills and about 40 Guillemots on the water, further on I could see the ledge was also packed with Guillemots.
A Rock Pipit was scratching around on the bare earth as I made my way towards the Lighthouse. A Dunnock sat singing on a thick Rose stem and back towards the centre, Great Tit, Blackcap and Chiffchaff were also heard.
The bird ringers had Swallow, Willow Warbler and Chiffchaff amongst others and saw three Herons fly over.