I got vey wet on the Orme this morning but it was worth it. A long awaited Orme first for me came in the form of a singing Reed Warbler. I'm sure they pass through fairly regularly but this is the first one I've set eyes on here as on migration they are skulking birds. This bird chose to sing in the hawthorns behind Ffynon Powell along the track to Pink Farm.
2 Spotted Flycatcher, 3 Wheatear and a singing Tree Pipit was the best of the rest. The Tree Pipit may well be a breeding bird as a pair have nested here for the past two years. The male Bullfinch was still present and it is good to see that the Coal Tits have reared two young in the churchyard.
It's a funny time of year as most bushes are deadly quiet, but the end of May and beginning of June can be the month for that one rare bird to appear. As they say....the big one always travels alone....!