Not rare, but a bit unusual, this week, when a young pheasant flopped into our hedge in mid-afternoon and sat around for half an hour. They’re plentiful around us, but I’m not sure we’ve ever had one actually in the garden before.
On Thursday I learnt that there was a Pied Flycatcher on a track up to Cissbury Ring and I set off after work in the hope, but not expectation, that it would have hung around for the entire day. Fortunately it had, giving brief but good views, and even some photos in failing light.