On the hottest day of the year - so far - I had a wander round North Cave Wetlands. A guy had driven quite a few miles in the hope of seeing his first avocet, though they had all disappeared (including the chicks). I watched a common tern - such a graceful bird - diving for fish in the lagoon. A pair of great crested grebes were doing a mating dance. A couple of green sandpipers picked their way around the water margins. A hobby hawked for dragonflies. It was such a peaceful scene; even the black headed gulls had nothing to argue about. The last bird I saw was a single avocet; I hope the guy saw it too. I finished off with a pint of blonde, while sitting outside this pub in - where else? - Hotham…
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