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Early morning Monday

Went out at just after 7am for a little run. The hoopoe was going oop-oop-oop as I ran round the village. On the third lap, I saw it in a tree near the pond.
Had a quick croissant and then excused myself from the group and went back. I think that tree might be a key singing perch for it, as it was only a few minutes before it was there again. I was quite a distance away, but managed to get a record shot.  I will have to work out how to creep up on it now!







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  1. Sally and I are enjoying your blog. Seems as if you're having a great time away. Particularly liked the Hoopoe.

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