We took advantage of a brief dry spell yesterday afternoon to
do Boghall, and were rewarded with a fine peregrine and then a flock of snow
buntings in the snow at the back of Caerketton. Second record of Snobs from the patch, and a fine
find for us inland boys. Pleased with that haul we went home to work on some
new songs, but better was to come when we looked out of the recording studio window
and saw a cracking male goosander haul itself out of the burn that goes through
the garden, waddle across the bridge and sit down on the path. It decided that
the garden was not suitable for nesting pretty quick though, before we could
get any photos. Shame, but a cracking patch and garden tick. 3 new for the year means 75.67%. Bring it!