Here's a bird description turned into a rather strange "poem"... or whatever you want to make of it....... Seen chiefly in mornings, when flying to lakes or smaller pools to drink. Flight path is straight and rapid with fast wingbeats; at distance look like Golden Plovers. Black belly and black flight feathers below, buff with blue-grey flight feathers above. Often draws attention to itself in flight by a soft rolling 'churr (choorr) ...churr...' (more a rolled "l" than a rolled 'r'), not unlike half a Turtle Dove song; on take-off a more drawn-out 'aschurrr.' Occurs on steppes and in semi- desert with or without low scrub, often on high plateaux and poor pasture. In Iberia rare and local, in N. Africa and Turkey relatively common. Feeds mainly on seeds. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [a] What species do you think it might be ? [b] What do you think of it, poetry-wise ? [c] It is to be found on page 300 of a well-known identification book. [d] Why not try doing "that sort of thing" yourself. Why not indeed. [e] What about moving on to the Music Spot ...... [f] OK then ... I woke up this morning to the predicted torrential rain and ferocious wind.
And it will keep doing it all day. Wonderful. And those Swifts I wrote about yesterday will be having a rough old time of it. Are birds free from the chains of the skyway ? Er ..... no.
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