Feelin’ a tad mesolithic, so I popped over to Lunt this afternoon in the gloom.
Working on the premise that the site’s splendid Short Eared Owls aren’t emerging until late afternoon at the moment, I reasoned that as it was dusk at 1pm today, as if the cold was sapping what light there was out of the day, the owls may venture out early.
They didn’t, and the site was very cold and bleak.
Sensible owls were staying down and snug for as long as possible, leaving only Coots, Tufties, Shovelers and Little Egrets to look miserable in the grey chill.
One of the beauties came sailing past at 4pm, sweeping over the fields and pools like a dirty great big moth, a wonderful bird, but then most owls are.
Away from the chill, many thanks to Peter Paines who emailed me with a report and picture from his sister up in the Uists:
Peter explained: “I received the following information from my sister on North Uist:
“I have had an adult Whooper swan on the machair in front of the house for a few days with two young. It had a coloured ring on one leg which I photographed and sent off to one of the bird experts. He sent it away and a reply has just come back. It is rather fascinating as the bird was first ringed in Martin Mere in 2002 and has been recorded there nearly every year except for one year at St Anne’s Moss in Lancashire and one other sighting in the Outer Hebrides in 2014! My record has now been added to the database for this swan.””
There’s T33 striding about the machair with the bracing Hebridean breeze blowing the cobwebs away…
And thanks to Phil Smith for this pic of the wintering Med Gull on Southport Marine Lake – its hood is developing nicely now…