Good news for Cuckoos, but perhaps not so good for Meadow Pipits, with two calling simultaneously, the first preferring the nort-east corner of the plantation:
and the second dropping on to a small hawthorn in the scrubby area as I was checking out a warbler. The local pipit nearby looked worried:
Further down a Grasshopper Warbler was reeling and showing well and being kind enough to let me get some pictures for a change. A Jack Snipe just avoided my boot as I moved through the gorse to get a better angle on the gropper
Plenty of other warblers were around. Silent Willows and Chiffchaffs in the higher bushes and trees, possibly migrants moving through, with birds lower down being much more vocal, so likely to have settled in. A Yellowhammer was predictably singing in the south-west corner near the stables, an almost guaranteed location at this time of year. Whitethroats, Linnets and Stonechats were everywhere, a family of the latter on top of a small conifer with the juvenile begging from mum and dad but being ignored:
Below them on the same tree were two Whitethroats, a Dunnock, Chiffchaff and a Wren.
A visit to the coast earlier in the day was rewarded with lots of Swallows moving north and yet another flock of Whimbrels popping in to Broad Haven beach despite the tourists, this time there were six with a Bar-tailed Godwit. Yet another Whimbrel looked incongruous resting alone on top of Den's Door:
Also moving north on the horizon was HMS Queen Elizabeth and escorts on the way to Exercise Strike Warrior:
