From a rarity viewpoint, May was a bit of a disappointment. A Red-Footed Falcon at Abberton the only really notable sighting. But a month that brings summer to us will have some moments and the 1st was for me one such. We started at West Canvey Marsh with great views of Cuckoos, summer plumaged Black-Necked Grebe, Corn Bunting, and Marsh Frogs hoping around, then popped into Hanningfield on the way back to catch up with the flock of Black Terns. We counted ten of these, constantly working their way back and forth. An individual summer bird is a revelation but a flock is just something else. As with the post about Little Gulls there is a joy to their flight. Its obviously not scientific to anthropomorphise bird behaviour, and if a Black Tern could speak it may curse the need to constantly swoop and duck back, but I think as casual observers we are entitled to find the appearance and behaviour of birds something that lifts our spirits.
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