Maybe a Better Day
Monday August 4 All mornings are leisurely starts these days, unless we have a specific timed activity planned. We set out under an overcast sky, it even rained a little as the car was packed. Few birds around, it took us until Sculthorpe before we hit double figures. Glorious mud at Snettisham, but....... my first Turtle Dove of the year flew from the bushes beside us, across the front of the car to the pits below. Pam had seen one a couple of weeks ago. As we reached the parking area, our friendly reserve volunteer strolled across. He kept watch for the warden last time we were here so that we could back down the causeway to view the pit. His choice. It's really good to meet someone who is not officious and understands different needs. He said that the Turtle Doves had only been seen in the singular. Wouldn't they have moved on if a mate hadn't been found? The whole time we were chatting, there was a regular incoming of screeching Common Terns carrying fish. ...