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Tuesday April 21

Although we drove to Natural Surroundings this morning, I didn't go down to the chalet for moth trap opening. Pam deemed the path down from the metal gate to be too dodgy for me to walk safely. Pam went down and then brought the morning catch up for me to see.Richard had kept them on an egg box for me. Thank you Richard. For varying reasons, only Mike and Richard attended this morning - and there were few moths, an easterly wind meant a cold night. Best was a pristine Least Black Arches.

At home, we had two Oak Tree Pugs, a Dark Swordgrass and our second Muslin Moth last night. 

We have made several short birding trips since I last wrote.

Cley Beach Road

 Whimbrel, Yellow Wagtail , Golden Plover, Wheatear. We called again today and had 6 Whimbrel, easily viewable, but too distant and contra jour for good photos.

Sedge Warbler along the road and a Whitethroat near East Bank. 

Barton Broad

A little bird food sprinkled on the back of a bench brought several species  in to feed, flyovers and past brought it to over a dozen. A most enjoyable half an hour. Two Marsh Tits, a Jay, Blackcap, Buzzard and Marsh Harrier were the highlights.


 

 

The legs didn't look good.

 



Salthouse Duckpond is worth a stop when looking for folder photos. Especially when a few day old mallard ducklings are whizzing around.

 


They may be common but the male is very beautiful.

 



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