Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
If memory serves I’ve been prattling on about the need to be flexible, not set in my ways, and have ended up waxing lyrical about the best of times and worst of times.
Family stuff meant that some of my recent weekends have been busy not birding. Fortunately, I have flexi- time, I work silly hours some weeks, and usually manage at least one day off midweek each month. Or, sometimes two.
So, with the whole flexibility thing…. My plans had been to have a long weekend, involving Ayrshire, staying local, then an adventure in East Lothian- Ferny Ness/ Longniddry Bents to be precise. Family stuff meant that the weekend plans fell down, with only a flying visit to Cathkin Marsh to restore my...