Sublime and ridiculous

Saw my first Red Grouse of the year this morning, miles apart from one another, but strangely both wandering alongside the main road while the morning traffic thundered by inches away. Reminded me of that sure sign of Spring down south, the sight of freshly splatted male Pheasants every mile or so on the M20 and M25.

Meanwhile, a million miles away (well, a hemisphere away) there’s another birder blogging away on a group of islands in the middle of nowhere, and I’m delighted to flag up his blog for your love and enjoyment. Check out¬†for a completely different yet strangely familiar birding experience. You can take the birder out of the UK, but you can’t take the rarity-finding out of the birder…