Out West

I’ve been rising early to do Late Visits for the BTO Bird Atlas out on the western fringes of RXworld, checking tetrads I first surveyed in April for evidence of breeding success.
Stepping over the rabbit guts on the doorstep and swerving round Collared Doves in the road, I head away from the coastal sunshine to where the High Weald meets the Low Cloud-base and rags of the night’s rain remain tangled in the treetops of the gloomy pine plantations.
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