Got off to a good start, with plenty of Willow Warbler singing
and Chiffchaff calling.
About 3 Terns flew across the lake, as I got down to the waters edge. There’s been a sighting of Arctic Tern nearby, but they were so distant and fast, I couldn’t tell who’s Tern it was. No picture either.
I watched some Swallows for ages, reeling and swooping over the treetops; marvellous aerobatic display.
Now the lake is large, but for some reason, today, there wasn’t very much present. A few Swans swanning around, Coots scuffling, and a couple of Great Crested Grebe ducking and diving. Undeterred I carried on round the edge, following the path through the trees and bushes. A Blackcap was telling the world how good life is, so I stopped to listen.
I really like their singing, so melodic I think. One of the best.
A few Bullfinch along the way, but camera shy as always. There’s quite a large Rookery along part of the path, so I stopped a while to be entertained by their antics and shouting. Such a contrast to the Blackcap!
Further on the pathway, I stopped to talk to a man walking his two dogs. We politely passed the time of day for a while; then I carried on. Didn’t get his name either. Oh well. Almost a complete circuit done, and then just ahead a Willow Warbler was announcing his presence again. I stopped to listen, camera at the ready, and right on cue he dropped down in the trees for a photo call.
Really pleased with that one.
Then he started singing.
Even more pleased with that one.
A few hours had sped by, so it was time to head home for something to eat. Then off to a local lake, number 2, but I’ll do that one another day.