Four degrees and wet...what happened to May?

Horrible weather this morning, but rolled out for a pre-breakfast session that was pure torture. The vicious NE wind made for an unpleasant session at Ripagården and an hour here produced just fluffy eider ducklings and signs of foraging wild boar (unusual at sea-level here). Another hour at Torekov was slightly more clement but equally unproductive.

Took the team for a walk around the boundary of Klarningen in the afternoon and this was a bit better. Migrants were more obvious and included my first spotted flycatcher of the year. The trees along the river acting as a corridor for small flocks of passerines again. A ruff was the only wader of note, aside from the usual residents. Water levels continue to fall on site. Looking across to Eskilstorpsdammar produced the usual greenshank (1) and a pair of comfortable looking whooper swans. The best bird came as we drove down the track on the way home and a superb 2K peregrine whacked into the gull flock for the hell of it and flew off on its way.