A morning visit around 9am, had nothing out of the ordinary, save the first Cygnet of the year. While walking through the old pitch and putt however, I heard a call I'd long awaited in the park, and looking up - as I'd clearly forgotten to do for so many springs and autumns previously- there it was, a Swallow! Patch lifer... I know, how!? It's simply incredible it took so long. Still, all the more rewarding after a couple of years of looking.
A little gleeful after the Swallow, and wanting to see if there were any more Cygnets, we headed back in the afternoon. Alas no sign of Cygnets, nor the female Swan, so they most likely were hidden on the island.
Heading home after photographing some Geese and their Goslings, I picked up on a small falcon bombing past the boating lake. Hobby! I grabbed a few record shots before it flew off distantly to the West. Wow. Another patch lifer, and a great one at that! I must say, I was pretty ecstatic, an incredible day on the patch. There's something I never though I'd say!
