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Arun Valley 22-28 Dec

Selected birds recorded on walks in the valley this week.

 28 Dec (10.50-12.30) – Arun South: 3 Egyptian Geese, 1 Marsh Harrier, 11 Grey Partridge, 1 Snipe, 210+ Lapwing, 1 Kingfisher, 3 Stonechat, 1 Meadow Pipit, 1 Bullfinch, 2 Yellowhammer.

 27 Dec (13.40-16.40) – Water Wood, Screen Wood, Sherwood Rough: 3 Marsh Tit, 2 Coal Tit, 6 Goldcrest, 2 Nuthatch, 1 Hawfinch, 3 Siskin, 3 Bullfinch, 15 Yellowhammer, 1 Jay, 1 Kestrel, 4 Buzzard, Tawny Owl.

 27 Dec (08.10-09.35) – Arun East, Millstream, Mill Road: 2 Little Egret, 2 Grey Heron, 1 Red Kite, 6 Reed Bunting, 1 Yellowhammer, 2 Bullfinch.

 26 Dec (08.15-09.30) – Arun South: 1 Shelduck, 1 Buzzard, 280+ Lapwing, 1 Kingfisher, 4 Reed Bunting, 12 Yellowhammer.

 25 Dec (08.15-09.30) – Arun East, Millstream, Mill Road: 1 Buzzard, 6 Yellowhammer, 2 Reed Bunting, 2 Stonechat, 2 Bullfinch.

 24 Dec (08.15-09.30) – Arun South: 2 Egyptian Geese, 1 Buzzard, 1 Common Sandpiper, 1 Redshank, 1 Stonechat, 16 Yellowhammer.

 23 Dec (08.15-09.30) – Hiorne, Swanbourne Lake, Mill Road: 2 Marsh Tit, 1 Little Grebe, 5 Teal, 36 Gadwall, 76 Tufted Duck.

 22 Dec (08.15-09.30) – Arun South: 1 Little Grebe, 2 Buzzard, 1 Common Sandpiper, 1 Redshank, 200+ Lapwing, 1 Mediterranean Gull, 1 Kingfisher, 20 Fieldfare, 2 Stonechat.

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