Movement

Over the past week or so there’s been a movement of our wild swans back North. I’ve seen several parties of Bewick’s tracking East along the coast and Whoopers heading back North. These are not our birds. We only borrow them for the Winter.

Beachrunner

Just love the Sanderlings that play here on the beaches in Winter; never wanting to get their feet wet but always wanting to be at the water’s edge. Francis Duggan got it right in his poem

‘The Sanderling’

The sanderlings run up and down the bay
And from incoming waves they run away

Swallow and Snow

A few Lapwing and Golden Plover with a scattering of Fieldfare were new to the hill. A change in the weather brought new birds and a bright morning of sun soon changed on Tuesday to a winter’s scene.

Moving in from the north a heavy snow laden sky brought a blizzard to north Norfolk; the first snow of the winter. Just before it arrived an unlikely sighting; a Swallow skipping east. I had to look twice. In fact I looked to the local highland cow for confirmation … but he seemed unimpressed.