Clear dawn skies and a westerly barely measuring force three today at Marshside felt like a real respite after nearly a fortnight of hooleys, snow, hail and rain.
True to form the Common Scoter was still asleep on the island on the Sandplant Lagoon – he snoozes on there each night, but it was bright enough to see the yellow on his bill by 7am today.
This felt like a treat after weeks of counting in the gloom!
At the other end of the site the Water Pipit was just waking up, perching up on a tussock on the cattle-poached muddy area about 50 metres west of the concrete trough beside Crossens Channel.
Supersexy bit of tail pumping, but not enough light for a picture – that will change in the coming weeks hopefully.
Also beyond camera range was the Snow Goose with about 1,000 Pinks out from Crossens Outer – a good start to the day, but oil checks on Southport beach have been without Snow Buntings since Tuesday and then there was just a male and first winter bird at the slipway in damp conditions.
They’ve probably just moved to another part of the coast, as most of the tidal debris has been washed up onto the sea wall here, so foraging for seeds would be harder.
Yesterday’s survey at Crosby beach was surprisingly difficult, with a brutal windchill, snow, hail and a force 7 westerly – the toughest conditions of the last few days, with a mean sand blow to boot.
An adult Kittiwake graced proceedings over the tide.
All forgotten in the spring-like weather today though as I checked farmland west of Little Crosby – it may sound corny, but the sound of tumbling Lapwings, paired up and Skylarks in full song in the bright sun were just the cat’s pyjamas.
Even if numbers are markedly lower than they used to be.
Fieldfares, Stock Doves and Pinks dropping onto the fields.
Up to six Brown Hares getting frisky, with males hurtling after females over the greening earth.
Heavens to Murgatroyd!
Light in an otherwise dark world.