Stormy day

I should have named this blog 'The art of getting wet', because for sure I am an expert at getting soaked.

The day started with taking the wife shopping and then I managed an hour or so before lunch, a stroll along the Cloisters revealed not a lot so a stroll up to Edna's Tomb and it was the usual activity, lots of tits, dunnocks, robin, fieldfare and a few redwings.

I did see four people this morning who said they had seen a corn bunting and a merlin!

I saw the stonechats in the dead man's allotment, wonder where they have been the past few days.

Reports that 25 bramblings were spotted yesterday, but I didn't see them today.

No photos from this morning though, back home for lunch and promptly back out again as the sun was shining as I wanted to try out my new carbon fibre monopod.

 The weather starting to look a little dodgy.

Great tit with a nut.

Robin giving me the eye.

Female Chaffinch.

Was walking along Stonechats Lane when it started to spit with rain, I did stay out far too long, but I was living in hope of spotting the merlin which is the UK's smallest raptor, but it wasn't to be.

Rain started to come down quite heavily so it was a quick march toward home, I did spot a different bird up Christmas Lane and after checking my book it could possibly have been a corn bunting.

By the time I got home I was soaked through to the skin.

The one below I took on the way back from Stourbridge yesterday afternoon, it made the BBC weather.