Cold prevents Hume’s. Cold commits Humeicide ?
I managed to leave my sick-bed and go birding today, for the first time this week. Unfortunately, it was too late for what is now, presumably, the late Hume’s at Wells. It had, according to information received, looked quite poorly yesterday- seeming to suffer from something akin to Ovenbirditis.
Once having left the perilous packed-snow-sheets of my immediate vicinity, the drive was surprisingly easy and Salthouse soon reached. Mrs Bling the Stonechat was hard by the car park; Lapwings and Golden Plovers down everywhere.
The Blue Tit had re-appeared at Gramboro’, but again avoided photographic capture. I flushed a Woodcock, it flushed a Snow Bunting and then went down a little way away- I had good views, as it flew into the field.
Walsey held an unusually chattering Blackbird, amongst many, but nothing of real note.
A Redpoll sp rattled above and flew out of view, as I parked further east. Muckleburgh could be the place ! Indeed, my heat missed a beat, as I flushed a black thrush showing a flash of white. Unfortunately, it was a slightly mottled male Blackbird- a very partial albino (although I’m not sure to what it was partial.) My speckleation thus was ended.
What may have begun as a snowman was south of the airfield. It is, however, definitely more Picasso than Calder, being cuboid, rather than able to move- when it might have been labeled a snow-mobile.
Re Paul’s #10452: I don’t suppose many house lists in the UK include Lesser Crested Tern.