Lade - The last couple of days birding have been about as inspiring as the weather - dull and benign. Its always the same this time of year, trudging around dreaming of a Dartford Warbler skulking in the gorse, or a Red Kite drifting overhead, neither of which has materialised, not yet anyway.
And then I hear that certain Hillies to the north have had the temerity to flash up their moth traps, and further more have actual caught some of the little blighters; down here on the treeless flatlands its rarely worth bothering much before mid March, and only then if it warms up a bit, so not long now...
Still, mustn`t grumble though as there are plenty of wintering egrets, sawbills, geese and wild swans hereabouts, and a few Avocets were on the move through the bird reserve today. So, all things considered, positive stuff; and then I heard through the grapevine that a certain rarity hunter from the North Downs is at large on the shingle, all bright eyed and bushy tailed, keen as mustard and full of optimism, in the field all day, that`s what I like to hear, the first `rare` of the year surely awaits over the coming days...
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