A dreary day with relentless rain saw me and Josh B
retreat to the hide at Beddington for the morning. I quite like an excuse to just
stand around in the hide there and watch the world go by for a few hours, my
itchy feet being dampened by the downpour. A
Black Swan, under near-constant challenge by an adult male
Mute Swan, was the least expected
feature and my second record here, while two singing
Cetti’s
Warblers are seemingly now just part of the daily soundscape. Duck numbers
had increased slightly on recent visits, the ice having receded for the time
being.
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