A small amount of movement, very small. We've had Whimbrel over the Flats twice in two days, James had the briefest Grasshopper Warbler, the Nightingale is still here, and I saw a Swallow. A single Swallow. It's hard work out on Wanstead Flats at the moment, really not much reward for the immense coverage the place is getting. Where are the Lesser Whitethroats? The House Martins? Shouldn't we get a Reed Warbler, a Sedge? Dare to dream....
The Nightingale is on its third day. Given it has chosen a spot right next to the 'Fun' Fair this is pretty extraordinary. I was there this evening, waiting in vain for the Gropper to start up, the thumping bass and flashing lights interspersed with screams. A group of blokes were drinking in the chosen copse and yet above all of this racket it started up as the sun set.
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| Here's a photo of it from this morning. |
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