The First Skylark


Today I saw (and heard) my first hovering Skylark of the year, singing its "squeaky bicycle" song. After an unsuccessful visit to a shop in Staines I needed a walk, so called in to Staines Moor, where I had to find my way around the floods to get to the river bank. I was rewarded by the sight and sound of many Skylarks, chasing lady Skylarks around the meadows, and taking turns to climb high into the sky to project their evocative song.

There were also several Pipits foraging the river edge, and behaving like Water Pipits, though whether they were I'm not sure.

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