It being Good Friday (and so a holiday), I had a bit of a longer ride today. Highlights included my first good view of a singing Willow Warbler this spring. It was a lovely yellow-breasted individual, which could even fool the unwary into thinking it was a Wood Warbler, if it wren’t singing the sweet descending whistled song. I also came across the nest of a Red Kite pair, high up in a stand of poplars (in what is presumably an old crows’ nest). One bird was sitting, presumably on eggs, while its mate perched in another poplar nearby.
The best migrant, though was a neat male White Wagtail, picking for flies among the horse manure in a nice short-cropped paddock.
Male White Wagtail, Castor Mill upper horse paddock
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