Today I took my camera with me and the dog down to the park, first call was the reedbed on the edge of the lake, plenty of Reed warblers have moved onto the reedbed, I would say judging from the various locations of the calls there was eight in there. Sadly they aren't showing at the top's of the reedbed at the moment, obviously laying claim to territory, as the summer goes on hopefully they'll show at bit more. The dawn chorus on the park is amazing, with plenty of birds calling, mostly common species like Tits and Finches (just in very good numbers), the Song Thrush is one of my favourite, yet sadly very timid so I'm struggling to get a decent image. There was Willow Warblers and Chiff-Chaff's representing warblers (no Common Whitethroats at the moment though), when I heard a call, I knew what it was, I've heard it a lot, I just couldn't think what species it was, this always happens to me in Spring, I always either forget what a particular species looks like or sounds like, so I followed the call until I found it....wished I hadn't bothered! Now I normally castigate people for saying particular species are "dull" or "common", but I'm a hypocrite I have a few species were I will just shrug and photograph something else, not sure why, just the way it is....and sadly if I got the identification right this species is one of them.....the Garden Warbler, in my defence even the scientific name sums it up SYLVIA BORIN(G).
I then got drenched in a really freak shower, look at the sky behind the bird, behind me was one big black sky and the rain fell, REALLY HEAVY, I'm not joking within about 10 seconds my fleece/jumper and shirt were soaking, the rain bouncing off my head were stinging about 10 seconds later it stopped just as suddenly as it stared...like someone turning a tap off, my dog looked like a drowned rat and soon steam was coming off him as the sun came out and dried us, I took a few images of a Goldfinch feeding and decided to come home and dry the dog and change my clothing.