I was down on the Deer Park earlier and saw what I first thought was a Skylark on the ground. On closer inspection it didn’t have the obligatory top knot. It flew away from me showing a flash of white on its rump which steered me, to a juvenile Wheatear. I will attach a photograph of the bird obligingly sitting on the kissing gate.

(Jane Everitt )

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