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Another day and another showy male Northern Wheatear at Priest Hill. If only I'd kept the 'Wheatear Challenge' going...

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Simon Douglas Thompson said…
Beautiful shots of a beautiful bird
20 April 2017 at 21:38
Gibster said…
Lovely shot of a White-post!
20 April 2017 at 23:34
Derek Faulkner said…
Gibster makes a point, at least the perches are changing.
21 April 2017 at 07:20
Steve Gale said…
It was most co-operative Simon.
21 April 2017 at 09:09
Steve Gale said…
You cannot beat a good perch...
21 April 2017 at 09:10
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