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You have found us. We are a secret group of crack birders who have turned our backs on the machismo, corruption, and backstabbing greed that constitute today's birding scene, and have united together to follow the True Path of non-competitive, collaborative and generally lovely birding-as-meditation-and-spiritual-growth. Consequently, we never see anything. Birds that land right in front of our noses, and which we can identify with our observer book, are written about here. Oh, and they have to be seen in - or from - the parish of Winterton-on-Sea, Norfolk, or on the walk round past East Somerton Church ruins and up the concrete track to Winterton Holmes (because it's a nice walk which we all do).

Friday, 29 April 2011

29 April 2011

In common it seems with the entire rest of the country we had our own Bar-tailed Godwit today, feeding in the horse paddocks. As you can see it was dressed in its finest royalist celebration plumage, and was feeding in a field right next to an albino pheasant. Today's national Godwit Pageant has gone curiously unnoticed in the mainstream media, which seems to be far more concerned with some other pair of animals, one dressed up in flashy red and the other sporting full albino plumage.

From 2011-04-29

A Buzzard was also in the air, and Pete finally saw his first parish Yellow Wagtail of the year.
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