I feel terrible having neglected The Scrubs for so long this summer. I guess aside from not being around a lot recently I’ve also been a little depressed of late what with the current threats represented by the Mayor’s Office, Transport for London and HS2.
There’s a another new threat in the shape of a music festival that is planned for September – right in the middle of the migration season. Most of the local people are against it but alarmingly, there are some that are for it. What they don’t realise is that there could be potentially thousands of festival goers trampling the habitat. Furthermore, once you let one lot in The Scrubs will be opened up as a being on the circuit.
One of today’s two Whinchats
Tales of woah aside, this morning’s visit to The Scrubs was highly fruitful. I saw a couple of male Whinchat in the grassland. These birds were the earliest returning autumn migrant Whinchats on record on my patch.
A female Reed Bunting
Four Swallows were unusual for this time of year but the best bird was a brief flyover Common Tern – our first in perhaps three years.
Life goes on at The Scrubs and the good birds just keep on coming. I always live in hope that the armageddon that lies ahead for the site is not as complete as it promises to be.