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Brampton Spring: mimic

April 17, 2016

For some days now we have been scanning the skies for the early morning Buzzard whose call drifts across the village. The strange thing being that Buzzards are not normally early risers. The tend to wait for the warmer air which makes their thermal-borne soaring survey so much easier. This one seemed to be an early bird. Then it became clear. The Buzzard in the copse, in which the trees look too spindly to support a bird of any size, was not a Buzzard at all. The call was that of a mimic; a Jay, which seemed to be chortling quietly to itself as it hopped away – happy to have caused a little confusion in the garden.

It was their call that announced their arrival. Drifting down on the breeze. The heat of the day had built all morning and the up-draughts were enough to carry a family of four Buzzards which soared in lazy spirals over the village. They gradually drifted westwards, circles seeming to link and then part as each bird adopted its thermal. They occasionally called as the gentle breeze carried them towards Aylsham and beyond.