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It’s been a funny few weeks: we both came down with COVID just before Easter and have found it a hard work getting back into the swing of things.  Fortunately when we were struggling to get out, it seemed that all we had to do was send out for delivery of some artificial but fun sustenance – we managed to add White-tailed Eagle, introduced into the Isle of Wight  onto the house list and the day after had six of Knepp’s plastic White Storks.  Not the wildest birds, but still spectacular.

Things are beginning to get back to normal (well, we’re walking as far as ever, just much slower).  Here’s a few pictures from the last few weeks.

Corn Bunting

Bee Fly

White Storks. A rubbish photo, but not bad out of the bedroom window.

It was Easter, so of course there was Chocolate... Tip

Emerging from the National Park into another world.

A Skylark wonders where the grass went.

Pheasants are common around us, but I'm not sure we have had one on the lawn before.

Dawn at Amberley Wild Brooks with the dawn chorus in full swing.

Bluebells

Amberley and Pulborough Brooks had loads of Sedge Warblers.

You ain't seen me...

Five reptiles of three species today, and not a leg in sight.  A Grass Snake and a couple of Slow Worms at home were followed by a walk up to Cissbury in the hope of some migrants and a chance of seeing our Adders again.  The migrants didn’t turn up (other than a Swallow late in the day), but the Adders did, with two (one of which we didn’t see last week).  One of them was chilled enough to allow a close approach and even a bit of gentle gardening to allow some decent pictures.  For some reason I decided against trying to move the stick that was lying on it.

A Little Egret seems to have taken up residence on the Brooks

Our first Green-veined White of the year

Cropping a bit closer

Corn Buntings are abundant in the Monarch's Way

We had a quick dash up to Cissbury Ring yesterday, when Nick & Claire found a Ring Ouzel.  I arrived before Karen and had nice, but distant views for about 15 minutes: a stunning male.  Unfortunately it disappeared completely just as I was getting Karen onto it: she arrived literally 5 s too late.

Today we headed up there again, in the hope of finding it again and also looking for Adders, which are there, but I haven’t seen one anywhere in a couple of years.  We were unsuccessful, drawing a blank on the Ouzel and finding only a discarded Adder skin, until we got a call from Nick: they had refound the bird.  This time Karen got there in time and was able to admire it before it again vanished.  On the way back we went over to show them the skin, when Nick found a basking Adder, very smart.  After a sit and look for an Ouzel (no luck, but Karen found another Black Redstart) we went our separate ways.  Checking on the Adder location (in hope rather than expectation) we found two Adders dancing: only the second time we’ve ever seen it (and both times I’ve managed to get some pictures).  Not a bad day!

A March Grass Snake: our earliest ever at home.

And another... When the big one slithered away and dragged the small one backwards behind it, we realised we were interrupting something private.

Reed Bunting

The local Little Owls are back on show.

Shall we dance?

Sulking in defeat

Roe Deer

Every March the Wheatears turn up, and Karen gets bothered that she hasn’t seen one yet (even though we’ll see loads as the year moves on).  We haven’t seen one yet, but it was a major surprise when the first Wheatear of the year turned out to be a Desert Wheatear at Goring yesterday afternoon.  Karen has never walked 5 miles as fast (and she was well behind me, as I was going like the clappers).  Fortunately it was still there when we arrived and showed beautifully at times.  A smart bird.  Otherwise it’s been a bit rubbish on the migrant front (unless you seawatch while I’m at work, it’s great for them).

Red Kite

One of the local Peregrines

This Blackbird had lost a fight, but ran off before I could check the damage

Stonechat

The first Slow Worm of the year and our earliest ever at home

Desert Wheatear (this picture was taken with a phone through the scope: I'm amazed at how well it has turned out).

One of the disadvantages of getting a great start to the year is that it has to end sometime.  Recently I’ve had a series of long and medium walks that have yielded very little.  Still, it’s better than staying in a house that’s in turmoil due to prolonged upheaval as we get our kitchen done.

Hares have been thin on the ground so far this year, but they should be a bit more frequent now

Red Kite

A Little Egret at Sompting Brooks

We had a trip to Eastbourne on Friday, to see the American Robin, which has been there for nearly a week.  A smart bird, viewed from above rather than inflicting ourselves on the folk in the cul-de-sac.  While there, we also managed to get brief views of the Hume’s Leaf Warbler, but that took too long to allow us to get the Hooded Crow on the way home.

We’ve also had a couple of walks, nothing too long, which has added a Merlin and, even better, a Jack Snipe onto the on foot list.  No photos of them, alas.

In order to add a few common ducks to the walking list, we walked to Swanbourne Lake in Arundel last Sunday.  Pochard, Tufted Duck and Mandarin are not birds you would normally make an effort for, but they’re not reliable locally, so this is the lowest form of twitching, hence the name.

A glorious day saw us add Siskin to the year list walking through the Dover and distant Cattle Egrets were in sight as we approached Arundel.  At the lake there were loads of Tufties and a huge population of Gadwall.  Mandarin put in an appearance as a female cruised across the lake with a retinue of 8 males, all looking stunning.  Pochards were in short supply.  A walk up the hill to the Hiorne Tower gave us a chance of Hawfinch, which unexpectedly turned up just as we were leaving.  Back on the lake, still no Pochard.  A circumnavigation of the WWT reserve didn’t find any in with the collection either, nor was there any sign of the Glossy Ibis that had been around a few days before.  Nice views of a Cattle Egret were welcome, though.

The Walk of Humiliation next autumn – 28 miles for a Pochard – could be a major test of my commitment to the walking list.

Again, the pictures aren’t up to much as I was carrying my small camera.

Hawfinch

Cattle Egret

After several weeks unable to edit the site and a couple of efforts with technical support (including a 2.5 hour marathon tonight), I can finally post pictures.  (I seem to have lost one or two posts, but never mind.)  It’s a pity I haven’t done much photography in the meantime: the year has largely been walking rather than photographic, and there hasn’t been that much of note, but here’s a few shots to be going on with…

Stock Dove: not rare, but not often on the lawn

Stonechat

Somewhere in Sussex... there's a Long-eared Owl

Woodlark

A temperature inversion highlighted by smoke

Goosander

There’s not been much excitement bird-wise around us of late.  A few walks around Sompting Brooks have found some Snipe and a few other birds, and it has been very quiet on the Downs.  Today, though, there were Ring Ouzels at Cissbury, one of which gave brief and fairly distant views, and a Dartford Warbler.  Hope it overwinters again.

Ravens drop into Sompting Brooks

Stonechat

Dartford Warbler on Cissbury Ring

A week in Cornwall in October is enough to get a birder’s pulse racing.  Last week we finally went on holiday there, with my brother and sister in law.  There was a marked lack of migrants, and those that were around either eluded us, or left before we could get there.  The seawatching was good though, with literally hundreds of shearwaters (Manx, Balearic and a few Sooty), 5 Leach’s Petrel, a lifer for me, Grey Phalaropes and two Sabine’s Gulls that are only our second UK view.  Distant birds on a lumpy sea aren’t good for photographs, though.

Walks on the clifftops had many Choughs that started colonising in 2001 and have spread well from Lizard all the way to Land’s End and the north coast.  They’re a devil to photograph, though, as they’re always changing direction in flight, and always hideously backlit.  It doesn’t help that they’re laughing at you while tormenting you.  Eventually some gave themselves up.

St. Michael's Mount all lit up from just outside our beautiful apartment

Sennen Cove

Gwennap Head

Land's End

Choughs

Chiffchaff