A simple blog, not very interesting but ok I suppose (just like the writer then).
Monday, 17 February 2014
On the way home tonight via Whitemoor Haye and a small bird was perched on a lone straw bale that has been left behind on the Skylark field. As I raised my bins I assumed Skylark, as it flew away I knew female Merlin. Cracking, a nice year tick.