The mistake I made was finding that Ring Ouzel. Now I am cursed with expectation. I had set my heart on finding a Redstart this weekend - early April, good weather and I have found one in Cuddesdon before. Now as I look back over a fruitless weekend I wonder what possessed me to expect such a thing in Birdless Cuddesdon. I did find a patch first - and one with a nice orange breast, but Kingfisher was not what I wanted (and it was faintly embarrassing not have to found one in nearly two years anyway). The first Stock Dove and Bullfinch for the year merely rubbed my face in how birdless things can be out in the modern countryside. And all the while in a field not 7 miles away was this:
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