Sound in principle

A bitter wind and icy icy rain quickly extinguished any foolish misconceptions about a bit of spring birding at Marshside this morning.
Yes, the pair of adult Med Gulls were looking chipper, if distant, up at Polly’s Pool, yes parties of Meadow Pipits were dropping in on the way north and yes, Coltsfoot, Common Whitlow Grass and Daffodils were flowering away.
But the freezing edge to the wind saw Buff Tailed Bumblebees stumbling off to oblivion and any hopes of Wheatears and singing Willow Warblers etc going the same way.
Hunting Merlin, stacks of Pinkies and Common Buzzards said it was still winter for this morning at least.
I took cover at Nels Hide and watched the pair of Scaup fishing for an hour or so.

Ruff, Blackwits, Golden Plover and a few squadrons of Avocets about too, but really? Gimme a duvet until the mercury starts to rise again…