After a period of poor weather it dawned surprisingly bright and clear and relatively calm. capitalising on the opportunity I spent a day completing some observations on the Sound of Islay. Little did I realise how quiet it would be! I'd presumed the much improved weather conditions would initiate some migration, but no, virtually nothing. The Sound itself was also strangely devoid of birds in some senses, but a distant Golden Eagle and a count of seven, possibly eight, soaring Buzzards made up for things.
A Wheatear, seen from the house in the early evening atop a much used rock used persistently in a couple of past seasons, suggested the local male had returned! Perhaps not.