Wednesday, 21 September 2011


Spent a hour or more in Blyth Cemetery last night in the hope of a migrant or two.

Ten Mistle Thrushes together was noisy and broke the monotony slightly.  Thirteen Grey Partridges in the field to the north kept c.200 Lapwings and a dozen B-h Gulls company.

To the west, the call of what sounded like a juvenile LEO, but hard to pinpoint the source.  Is it not a little late for this?

Apart from Woodpigeons in abundance, it was both quiet and somewhat sombre.

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