Drawing teeth

A day as crisp and bright as a dawn Song Thrush giving it the beans (or a decent crunchy apple), deserved better, but the rescue of an “off-road” Peugeot got the most ‘scoping at Marshside this a.m.
How the unfortunate hatchback equation of tarmac x verge x flight came about is anyone’s guess, but watching the vehicle getting winched slowly back up the bank distracted us from birding for a time.
Westerlies and sun kept things slow, yet there were still two Willow Warblers singing by the Hesketh Road platform (with another one at the Sandplant), Chiffies were belting away and a Blackcap “tuc tuc-ed” softly there.
I had three Swallows and two Sand Martins whizzing north during the morning and Buzzards, including the sandy one, were about, occasionally spooking everything with faux-Osprey flybys.
Wheatear, several Goldcrest, Blackbirds, Mipits and the aforementioned Willow Warblers were at the Sandplant, and three Med Gulls rose to possibly as many as eight, from Sandgrounders.
The remains of the winter geese were strung across Crossens Outer and included the two Barnies and the troublesome small Canada Goose.

The mosses were pleasingly botanically yellow yesterday, with more Chiffchaffs, Sand Martin, Yellowhammers, a flock of 13 Mistle Thrushes and a few Golden Plover hunkering down amongst the Lapwing on flooded fields hinting at late April potential.

A pair of Grey Partridge even stuck their heads above the green parapet briefly, which sadly doesn’t happen nearly as often as it used to…