|A low flying Honey Buzzard from a previous visit.|
Breakfast saw showers followed by a promising sunny and warm spell. This period saw a lone Honey Buzzard battling a strong wind up our little valley. It flew so low over our garden that I could see every detail. Soon dozens of Swifts followed and then a stunning male Golden Oriole flew across the garden into the pines and sang for a few minutes before moving on. After that a violent thunderstorm for a couple of hour followed by more gentle rain for the rest of the day.