Some of these sketches will end up in the June book.
I often see reed buntings in the hedgerow alongside the salt marsh . .
. . . or perched on an old sea aster stem in the middle of the salt marsh like this one.
The male is certainly a distinctive bird with his black head, white collar and moustache, although here the moustache is hidden by his beakful of insects.
He posed for quite sometime,
obviously in no hurry to get back to feed his young brood.
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