Saw three squabbling marsh-harriers, heard booming bittern, saw loads of sand martins and my first swallows of the year chattering away (to me personally I like to think). Chiff-chaffs were singing last week, but this week also heard my first willow warblers, with their golden liquid cadence of a song. Great-crested grebes where doing their courting dance in a sort of half hearted way too.
Here are today's efforts:
Roe deer



