Spent an hour on Plex Moss this afternoon, but it was overcast and fairly quiet.
I was at the time blissfully unaware of the Golden Oriole at Martin Mere, what with work, life, and a clear breakdown in psychic bird vibe pick-up.
Dammit, that was a Lancs tick!
On the moss, breeding Lapwings and Oystercatchers seem to be doing pretty well, although I only heard three Corn Bunts singing.
At least two male Yellowhammers in the Haskayne Cutting, occasionally singing, but generally just sulking in the grey afternoon light.
Whitethroats and Willow Warblers singing in all the places you'd expect them to be, and a few Red Legged Partridges scurrying round the fields.
Some of the ditches at the west end are being dug out again - bad news for nesting Whitethroats and any Water Voles that may be left, but ploughing elsewhere was good news for Common Gulls, Skylarks, Black Headed Gulls and Lapwings, which followed the tractors, grabbing bugs.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...