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Over-wintering Green Sandpiper

2 of them, on the main lagoon at Surlingham Church Marsh. With my late summer records last year, I would reckon Surlingham to be an important site for this species. I would assume they are not returning birds, so I wonder where they have been during the winter? According to RBA, a single bird went east at Hardley flood earlier in the month. Other than that, you have to go back to November for a 'reported' bird in the county. Maybe with the warmer weather, they have come from a short distance somewhere to the south of us.
Other bits and bobs included a pair of Coal Tit in the graveyard, 3 Bullfinch in scrub, pairs of Coot and Shelduck on the lagoon and a Cettis sang from somewhere.

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  1. Thing26 February 2011 at 14:49

    Interesting find for the time of year - I'll try and look through my slapdash records from the 80's to see if I can match it - GS not unusual but the time of year perhaps!

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  2. Thing1 March 2011 at 13:07

    The answer is no - '87/'88/'89 and records only in the later summer. Good find Jim!

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  3. Jim3 March 2011 at 11:46

    Thankyou for taking the time to look Mr. Thing!

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