Life on an island is sometimes rough: Walking up and down fields in zigzag counting gull nests all day long is rather exhausting and repetitive, wheel borrowing luggage to and from the farm is quite tiring (our tractor is still wheelless, see picture) and having to eat the same old stuff for days because you have run out of fresh food is a bit awkward.
But there is a big B U T. The island is looking absolutely amazing at the moment - the blue bells, white campion and thrift are flowering, the puffins are whirling in the evenings, and once in a while a nice migrant pops up or you get a glimpse of a very well camouflaged breeding bird .
Male Ruff on Moorey Mere on the 8th of May. Thanks for the great picture goes to Susan Quinton
By the way, have you guessed what nest they were?
Nest 1: Short eared owl
Nest 2: Herring Gull
Nest 3: Water Rail
Nest 4: Oystercatcher