Tuesday 8th March (Back Home)

Mr. Kite looked out of his bedroom window onto a sunny road. Today Mr. Kite was going to enjoy the sunshine. He was going bird-watching on his bike; the biking birder was on the road. Having not ridden the beast since last week Mr. Kite took it easy as he cycled along the country lanes.

The Daffodils were not yet in bloom, the birds were scarce but the smell of spring was in the air. Mr. Kite stopped at a marshy area referred to as Snipe Bog: the bog was there but not the Snipe. Shortly after Mr. Kite arrived at Venus Pool and cycled into the top field. It seemed to Mr. Kite that the birds had also chosen to go to Venus Pool today.

Buzzards soared above a field where a large flock of small birds flitted between feeding on the ground and sitting in the hedge. This flock included Reed Buntings, Chaffinch and Yellowhammers. On the ground the flock was camouflaged but in the hedge individual species could be easily recognised. However every now and again at least twenty Yellowhammers would sit closely together in the hedge looking like a gathering of Canary's; a pretty amazing spectacle in the sunshine.

On days like this Mr. Kite likes to sit on benches, in the sun, and watch the birds. After sitting on a bench at Venus Pool he then sat on one near Cross House and lastly by Atcham Bridge. Mr. Kite watched many common species enjoying a spring day.

Mr. Kite went home to enjoy a tipple of Tetley tea. Cheers from Mr. Kite who heard the Chirpy Salop House Sparrows today.