Wednesday 4 April 2007

It doesn't make a summer, but...

seeing the first Swallow of the year always gives you a bit of a lift. I drove home across the dam at Cropston Reservoir last night, and stopped to see if there was anything interesting around. No terns or Common Sandpipers yet, but loads of Sand Martins skimming the surface of the water, and among them, a solitary Swallow, probably wondering why on earth he bothered hurrying back from South Africa for cold wind, overcast and drizzle.

2 comments:

Kirk Wisebeard said...

Strangely enough, i nearly hit a swallow today in my van... we were out between Ashwell and Cottesmore, and it did a suicide run in front of me... how they manage to avoid being hit beggars belief... also tons of goldfinches, house martins (i think) and rooks.... plus a rather thick heron attempting to fish in a flooded field....

Matt Merritt said...

Blackbirds are the worst for suicide runs, I find. Oh, and pheasants of course. Just managed to miss one this morning.
Probably not thick, the heron - they'll eat all sorts, so he was probably after frogs, or even voles and mice drowned by the flood