After one of the worst June months I can remember, weather-wise. I’ve been looking at the daily forecasts, in the hope that better weather would be around the corner. So when I awoke to sunshine and fair-weather clouds, I got my gear, made up a sandwich and a flask of coffee and headed due west, arriving at Frodsham Marsh around 11 am.
It was quiet bird-wise, but this time of year it always is and no surprise there then! I spent a couple of hours on No.4 tank looking at wildflowers and found a few that were interesting enough for me to photograph. There was also fungi to look at including a Blackening Waxcap. Afterwards it was on past No.3 and onto No.6 tanks. Pottering about looking at more flowers, a Marsh Harrier went past quartering the vast phragmites reed bed. The secluded pool held 2 juvenile Pochard, both fully grown, which flew off. I wondered if they’d bred on No.6? A very obliging Little Egret dropped in and fed unconcernedly along the side of the pool, stalking prey silently. I heard a wader calling in the distance but couldn’t hear enough to be sure of what it was until I flushed it from the pool on the way back to my car later, a Green Sandpiper! The first returning bird of the summer.
The usual bright yellow and black Cinnabar Moth caterpillars were munching their way through Oxford Ragwort which was just coming out and bright blue and black Common Blue damselflies floated amongst the tall grass.
A quick look at the main water on No.6 revealed over 300 Black-tailed Godwit and another record count of 54 Avocet.
Not a bad few hours after all my earlier pessimism.
Observer and images: Tony Broome.