Saturday, May 06, 2023
A wander up the quarry road brought no wood warblers, but there were three singing tree pipits. I didn't count the willow warblers but for the whole walk I was never out of earshot of willow warbler song. Back in the village I checked the spit and the dog-walking field, but it was only as I returned to my car that I heard the sound of reeling issuing from the brambly bank below West Terrace.
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Down south I never "found my own" grasshopper warblers, but here in the Highlands I've been lucky several times; and hearing their song starting up out of the blue is one of the highlights not only of spring, but also of my birding life generally. Two sedge warblers were singing nearby.
// posted by Christine @ 10:14 AM 
