A Peregrine was on a regular favourite pinnacle on the west coast today, but taking shelter from the stiff breeze on the lee side, or perhaps hiding and hoping to ambush a tired migrant. Earlier it had been soaring high and maintaining position. None of the walkers even noticed it.
Near Haroldstone three Razorbill were in closer to the coast than the Common Scoter, which numbered around 200 in a handful of rafts. A single Gannet came close to the coast near Broadhaven, and probably two kestrels were in the same area with four Choughs playing nearer to Druidstone. Plenty of Fulmars were back on the cliffs. The usual gulls were around but there were no obvious migrants and the smaller residents were fairly quiet with just the odd Stonechat, Robin and Dunnock having a brief sing.
Despite the stiff breeze there was a feeling of spring when the sun appeared in the late afternoon. Celandine, daisies, dandelion and the odd violet and campion were in flower, so at least the natural world seems to be carrying on as normal.