Friday, April 10, 2020
Two twite skipped over the spit calling, and landed in an ash tree.
They flew across the river and were joined by a third individual, where they all bathed and preened.
Not a true overseas migrant, but still a longed-for first for the year - and, of course, for the daily-walk list. Chiffchaffs were heard in a couple of places but there was no willow warbler song today.
// posted by Christine @ 11:31 AM 
