I spent an hour or so with one of my sons in the hills above the city. There is an open area of limestone where he practised some archery. As he did so a Yellowhammer began to sing, then a Woodlark, then another, and then a distant third. All with that fluty
"deelui, deelui, deelui"... And then, not to be out-done, a Black Woodpecker called from a pinewood across the valley before flying more or less our way. Finally a Great Spotted Woodpecker plonked onto a tree by the car as we left.
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