In the sunshine of a few days ago three Pied Flycatchers were singing from the bare branches in Miltonrigg Wood ...
... two sang against each other in the area south of the railway ...
... and to the north a solitary bird sang near the old beech tree ... while a Nuthatch was less visible in its choice of song post ...
... there was less blue sky to be seen around the Solway a couple of days later but Whimbrel were around in nice little flocks ... seventeen flew past the viaduct as the tide rose ... and a similar number lingered around the pipe at Port Carlisle as the falling tide exposed the rocks ...
... always a nice species to see and often heard in advance of seeing the birds as they utter that characteristic seven note whistle that was described in the West Saxon script The Seafarer ...
... And whimbrel's trills for the laughter of men ...
... and this from a poem written some time before A.D. 685 ...
The easterlies that seemed to have been blowing for weeks went against any skua movement into the Solway but a few Red-throated Divers in various states of plumage made it in ... and out of the estuary ...
... while some thirty-five Common Scoters and eight Greater Scaup drifted in distantly and out of photographic range on the tide ...
Around the Campfield area there was a mix of the seasons with Barnacle Geese flying over ...
... and a Willow Warbler singing away ...
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... in Bowness N.R. a Chiffchaff had a particularly odd song ... going chiff-chaff chiff-chaff chiff-iff
... it sang that same variant over and over again ...
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