Amwell in the morning murk. I'd hoped that something might be brought in by the drizzle, but not to be.
3 Redshank, 2 Oystercatcher, Wigeon m, a Swallow at the N end, and a Cetti's Warbler singing. But at Amwell there's always something to watch. Some Cormorants were sitting, and at the top a Grey Heron flew in and regurgitated some food to three strapping younsters. Very David Attenborough.
A few Red-Tailed Bumblebees out now ...
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