What is supposed to be the end of a week of unseasonably sunny and warm spring days. It was warmer outside the house than inside, so I decided to read my magazine on the seat underneath the kitchen window.
As I opened the sliding door on to the patio, I heard a curlew calling very nearby. I turned to see three of them rising together, less than 15 yards away. They had probably been in the field on the other side of the wall, but, it I more than half suspected that they had actually been feeding on our lawn.
No photos, unfortunately: I didn't expect to see curlews quite this close.