Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Sunday, 26 April 2009
Trédaniel plan d'eau, afternoon.
I scramble up the bank to look better, but the whitethroat singing in the cotoneasters eludes my attempt to establish that it isn't just a melodious dunnock, and remains hidden.
2 comments:
and dunnocks can be very melodious...
They are actually, I'm really fond of them, and I love the way they sing so close to you sometimes. But I think this was a whitethroat!
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