Sunday, February 17, 2013
Saturday - out west
On a windless, relatively mild day we got out west for only the second time this year. Birds were scarce but at the farthest point of our nine-mile walk we found ourselves close to a large finch flock feeding on the ground.
There were chaffinches and yellowhammers but mostly the birds were corn buntings, and of these I estimated at least seventy.
They would rise in waves from the field as we drew level on the path and go down again just ahead of us, until finally at the top of the hill they skipped over us in bunches and flew back down the hill to start again. It was so still and quiet that we could both hear the clicking sound of their contact calls as they passed.