I tried to portray the skulking dash of a Blackbird, head low, hunched up, one of my favourite moves of this bird. I based this sketch on a distant picture of my remote control camera, set in the garden quite low down, which captured this behaviour beautifully.
It feels like spring! This morning, while pottering around in the garden I heard a singing Coal Tit in the distance. I whistled imitating its song, and the bird flew closer. After eyeing me, looking puzzled, it perched on the top branches of the neighbours’ fir tree, and kept singing. This bird is a resident species in the area, last year, I watched some fledglings in the garden.
A pair of Brent Geese navigate the creeks by the salt marsh. They can be relatively approachable near the harbours and towns in North Norfolk, and after the cold March, they seem to have delayed their migration to the Arctic, although today there were far less numerous than a week ago. Pencil.
Flying low almost skimming the reed beds, gliding with ease, wings kept high, we have been watching Marsh Harriers daily in North Norfolk. It took me a while to finish this, and it cannot really be called a sketch, but here you go.
Avocets first bed at Cley Marshes, Norfolk, after a long absence in the UK. We watched a few from one of the hides while they fed, often skimming the water surface with their bills.
This pair of Oystercatchers displayed comically while approaching an intruder in Blakeney Freshes. They frantically run one after the other keeping their heads low and bills pointing to the ground.
The first Sandwich tern of the year arrives to Blakeney Point. They breed on the beaches at the Point and arrive in early April. They are my favourite terns, such graceful flight and uplifting calls.