farrertracy
Bullfinch Male
I'd stood quietly watching this and several other bullfinches, yellowhammers, 20+ reed buntings and a small flock of redwings and fieldfares in the nearby hawthorns for nearly an hour, when I was approached at speed, by a man with the field skills of a rampaging rhino and a jacket that sounded like it was made from a thousand crisp packets. I could hear him rustling long before he came into view. He stomped towards me, right past the birds (who all disappeared) and declared very loudly "nothing about is there". !
Bullfinch Male
I'd stood quietly watching this and several other bullfinches, yellowhammers, 20+ reed buntings and a small flock of redwings and fieldfares in the nearby hawthorns for nearly an hour, when I was approached at speed, by a man with the field skills of a rampaging rhino and a jacket that sounded like it was made from a thousand crisp packets. I could hear him rustling long before he came into view. He stomped towards me, right past the birds (who all disappeared) and declared very loudly "nothing about is there". !