Saturday was the first sunny day for many days so it was good to get out for a walk. Almost warm enough in the pre spring sunshine to think about shedding the warm winter coat – but not quite.
The snowdrops have been out for some time now, the first flowers of the year and the very first of the daffodils showed itself.
Looking a little forlord after all the recent rain but still the wonderful sun-yellow brings a hint of even warmer and definitely drier days to come.
I’ve heard plovers on a few occasions now and today I heard the first skylark ascending above a field whilst singing its heart out. I just caught sight of it as it disappeared into the blue sky above.
I also saw one of these – A Meadow Pipit.
Another of our wonderful song birds. This one, along with the Skylark is resident throughout the winter but is less visible in the cold months.
Here we are in the middle of a gloomy February in the UK. The rain seems to have been relentless throughout January and has not improved yet this month. There are over 100 flood warnings live and it’s due to turn even colder this coming weekend – but still with only one day of sun forecast.
And yet…
Just four or five short weeks away and these wonderful birds will begin to return to their breeding colonies around the UK. The nearest to me are at Flamborough and Bempton, I’ve certainly seen the birds there from mid March.
Of course the best time to see them is from May to July – and that’s certainly when you might expect some warm days and maybe even be tempted to take a dip in the sea for yourself.
The beach at Flamborough North Landing is pleasant and sheltered. There’s a good car park, cafes, shop and the best ice cream cone 99s in Yorkshire. The walk from here round to the lighthouses offers some of the best opportunities to see puffins, as well as kittiwakes, razorbills, guillemots and more. I have also seen dolphins off the coast and the sight of gannets flying past on their way to or from their feeding grounds and their nest sites at Bempton is wonderful.
So, despite the gloom of another wet day, the cold, the mud and the seemingly endless winter, there is light at the end of the tunnel. Days of ice cream and sun, the glorious views and the search for puffins on the limestone cliffs all accomanied by the sound of the kittiwakes and the gulls.
A detail from my latest poem “The Garden Tympanist” destined for the forthcoming book “Songs of Field and Garden”. A collaborative blending of poetry and illustration.
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This year the shells were gone; you were not here,
spring’s budding hedge now quiet where you sang,
no holes in ornamental leaves, no food for young.
I heard you sing,
I miss your song,
I’ll listen still,
for your return.
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