With the snow coming down and blown by a brisk Northeasterly the thermometer read 2 deg C as I headed out yesterday morning ... with visibility around 100m ...
Then the call of a Curlew giving reasons to be optimistic ... and an hour later, now on the high plateau that lovely plaintive call of Golden Plover ... there near the skyline stood the bird ...
... a little later came the song as a few more birds called and flew low, dipping beneath the horizon as they circled by ...
... and then another sound ... the unmistakable song of Dunlin with its slightly crazy quality reeling out across the plateau ...
... and a sharp alarm call ... a quick scan revealed the bird standing quite still and not far away ...
... and there it stood as I walked slowly away to leave it in its wild solitude
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