And so to the patch.
Several days of easterlies. It is May. That means migration. The patch is on the coast.
What should this equal? Birds – and lots of them. What do I get? The same Gulls and Pigeons that I always get and four Swallows. This will not do! If this does not improve I shall complain. And then write a letter. I’m not entirely sure to who, but I shall write it nonetheless!
The only item of interest on the beach today was this.