I dodged the showers this evening to take a walk over the plains and my reward was the sight and sound of a solitary curlew flying westward. This species, like most other waders, is not a common sight in this area.
Shortly afterwards I flushed a quail from the side of the path, the first that I have seen, rather than heard, this year.
A female hen harrier was quartering the fields, a single whitethroat brightened up a hedge and swallows were purposely moving southwards, some of them at head height.
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