Another walk amongst the drying leaves and rattling branches at Cabin Hill in the strengthening S/SWly today, when autumn anticipation was not realised, but checking the flitting shapes of regular species through the Willows and Sycamores kept me on my toes.
More Blackbirds around certainly, with a fair few scoffing the hawthorn berries, but I could only find two or three feeding flocks of titmice and Goldcrests.
Skylarks and corvids were building on the fields of Marsh Farm, with one bounding flock of Linnets and a few Mistle Thrushes.
The resident Stonechats were posy in the Old Man’s Beard and big flocks of Pinkies commuted from the fields behind Altcar to the shore against concrete skies.
Keep checking the branches.
Two young Marsh Harriers were out on Plex later, with 12 Common Buzzards, a few family parties of hirundines lingering around favoured farmhouses and Corn Buntings still happily strangling the concept of song.
The autumn crops and stubble will soon give way to winter soil black enough to crush any birding dreams…but at least we’ve got October to play with first.