Glorious Easter weather. Jen and I have been taking evening walks around the lanes all week. Yesterday evening, I received something of a jolt when it suddenly dawned on me something was missing: there were no lapwings tumbling above the fields near the Nook. Come to think of it, trips to the Wirral excluded, I haven’t seen or heard a single lapwing all year.
I spent three hours or so tending a garden incinerator bonfire on the back lawn this afternoon. All the time, I kept my eyes peeled for lapwings. But still no sign of any.
What on earth is going on? There should be lapwings.