Pett Level

Grey, still, damp and silent.
A conspicuous increase in the number of Blackbirds, with several often evident in a single bush or flying ahead of me through the orange reeds of the canalside ditches and even more when scolding an invisible owl. Lots of Song Thrushes with them too, and Robins everywhere, with a good deal of territorial head-kicking going on.
Few flocks going over though, for a change: just a few Siskins and Skylarks.
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