Quail, mortal!

Two texts in quick succession this afternoon, one worrisome and one promising fair game. First one gave me the slightest flutter of gotta-get-home anxiety – Aquatic Warbler at Skaw, Unst. Wrong island, but at first glance I was already mentally making my excuses.

Second one was from JLI, with a mouthwatering find – a freshly dead Quail. Did I want it? Why, yes. What a prospect. Annoying to think the little mouthful had been lurking undetected in the isle since the spring, only to get clipped by a car. But hey. It’ll be good stuffed.