Knit one, purl one

I have never seen a lamb in an ill-fitting jumper, their nans must really know how to knit.

PS. As of mid-morning today, all the regularly breeding warblers in Gwent have danced across my glazed stare or tickled my jaded ear.  They have all arrived in one's birding sphere for the year, they are all present and correct.  Well done them.  Now,... to find one of the less regular variety.

More muckle

A second morning of pottering in search of Cetti's Warblers produced: 1 Marsh Harrier, 1 Redstart, 2 Grasshopper Warbler, 11 Whimbrel, 1 or 2 Cuckoo, another 5 Lesser Whitethroat and approximately 25 Swift. Regarding the main quarry species, the weekend's efforts located just short of 30 territories.

The high high tide meant these guys were attempting to roost along the bottom of the sea-wall, of course, the Severn estuary is one of their most important staging posts, I wonder what impact the Wales Coast Path has been having today.

 Where the Whinchat wasn't.

DICK IT!

A trawl of Uskmouth to map the Cetti's Warblers produced a reasonably predictable bycatch of 2-3 Grasshopper Warblers, 1 Whinchat, 1 Cuckoo, 8 Swift, 5 Lesser Whitethroat, 9 Whimbrel and 2 Wheatear.  One borderline proper notable was the Red Kite which drifted slowly overhead just as I filled my memory card.  As I fiddled for a replacement, it lazily, oh-so-lazily, circled directly over my head before slowly, oh-so-slowly, moving off west just as I'd remedied the data storage situation.  What.  A.  Dick. 

Probably the best views I have had of this species in Gwent.  DICK!

Four days in the field

Three days in low fields, one day in high fields, though no days in Gwent fields.  Finally caught up with the likes of Whinchat, Whitethroat, Sedge Warbler, Reed Warbler, Common Sandpiper, etc.  Tonnes of Wheatear dropping in and out, and managed half a dozen butterfly species - outrageous!  Still no odonata though,... not one. 

On the dead front, a big-bloaty-floaty Water Vole and a shiny-black-tarmac-flat Mole.  

Three days in the hills

Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Stonechat, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Tree Pipit, Tree Pipit, Tree Pipit, dead sheep, Curlew, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Curlew, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Stonechat, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead sheep, Redstart, Wheatear, dead Hedgehog.

The passing of a slice

For those for whom cake is an integral part of their lives, the last slice of a moist Vicky sponge, now dearly departed.

Now he belongs to the ages. He is not mine, he is the world's. He belongs not to our age, but to all ages. And yet, even though he belongs to all time and to all peoples, he is our own, for he was,... quintessentially,... cake.

*sob*

... and it continued

Sunday to, on and fro the patch produced: Golden Plover, Bar-tailed Godwit, 4 Whimbrel, Spotted Redshank, 2 Greenshank, 150+ hirundines (including 2 House Martin), Yellow Wagtail and double figures of Willow Warbler. 

A bit of an arrival

Yesterday at Boat Lane and the pools: 1 Spotted Redshank, 2 Greenshank, 2 Water Rail, 8 Swallow, 5 White Wagtail and 12 Willow Warbler.

Today at the pools and Boat Lane: 1 Spotted Redshank, 2 Greenshank, 23 Swallow, 8 Sand Martin, 1 White Wagtail, 10 Willow Warbler, 1 Redpoll over and the usual lovely great big farmyard geese,...

HONK!

That "Scoop"

A quick lunch stop at Bryn Bach Park produced closer views, in better light, of the latest addition to the Gwent list.  Did get sticky finger marks all over my optics though.

 Lesser Scaup with camera in one hand and a grim supermarket vintage [my arse] cheddar and salad sandwich in the other.

 Lesser Scaup with camera in one hand and cheese and onion crisps in the other.

Lesser Scaup with camera in one hand and banana in the other.

Cover me Porkins, I'm going in

Here's a bit of a Moroccan Brucie Bonus I've been waiting to blog about, one for the Moroccan Rarities Committee too,...

[African] Rock Martin Ptyonoprogne fuligula presaharica [formerly Pale Rock (Crag) Martin P. obsoleta presaharica] confused already?  You may need to click on the image for a slightly larger version but, from this angle, you should be able to note the pale throat; the neatly pale tipped undertail coverts; and the dark underwing coverts near the carpal contrasting with the paler axillaries and inner underwing coverts.

Given the confused picture of this species' status in Morocco, we were concerned not to add another spurious claim and gild the already muddied waters.  As a result, we have been very cautious about the identification of these birds at, what appears to be, a 'new' location. However, thanks to much appreciated input from Messrs. Mullarney and van den Berg, we all feel wonderfully vindicated, ever-so-slightly smug and have now inked in our pencil ticks.  I mean, what else could they have been?  Even at a considerable distance, binoculars in one hand, plate of tajine and salad in the other, they were striking enough to pique our interest; the damn things were powdery grey from crown to uppertail and right across the upperwing coverts, only the contrastingly dull brown remiges and rectrices let the look down a little. [Hello hindsight, my old friend, slayer of doubt nigglers and what-if shoulder monkeys.]

We watched 10+ birds for the best part of an hour near the village of Begaa during the return leg of a slingshot circumnavigation of Erg Chebbi.  The harsh early afternoon sun reflecting off the sand dunes has probably enhanced the warm wash to the underparts but this is supposedly a feature of presaharica.