Going with the Flow

A wet start, blustery, southwesterly overnight, dropping to variable west nor' west, and then to almost still; enveloped in an early and clearing mist, here in Fishyguard.

From the window soon after dawn, small groups of Whimbrell headed up the valley following the A40. Some obviously wheeling in, earning their nick-name of "Seven Whistlers* - to drop down in the vicinity of the fields sorrounding our house, presumably for Rest & Recuperation.

Later, work allowed me a break at Fishyguard Harbour, flat calm and no Tystie in view either within our out of the harbour. What seemed to be a large and single porpoise kept just far enough away to avoid closer examination; is it Polo?

A steady stream of Swallows and occasional Whimbrel came in out of the Irish Sea and I for one felt there were enough of them to establish the view that winter was definately past, summer on the way.

An odd sighting of a relatively common bird seen yesterday may be of interest/amusing:

Walking with a collegue, (Lyndsay) on the path below the Welsh Wildlife Centre, Cilgaran, we heard a scoldiong Jay. I told Lyndsay what it was and intimated, - being one of the shyer corvids, it would fly away as we aproached;
I was slightly surprised that it waited untill we were almost directly below it in the canopy of a small but newly and densley clothed Oak.
It was no surprise subsequently, that our presence, so close below eventually spooked it, but the Tawney Owl with what looked like a half sized rabbit in its talons was a very special insight into nature; "red in tooth and claw!"

* their call is repeated seven -ish times