Autumn arrives....
Three Wigeon, a Greenshank, westerly gales and horizontal rain. I thought this was summer?
A slightly cynical Scottish Birder's diary: the daily efforts of looking after one of Scotland's finest wildlife sites, a few wider wanderings and hopefully the reward of seeing some decent birds!
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