When out for my walk in Grangemoor Park yesterday, I had paused to watch a Whitethroat songflighting when I suddenly had the feeling I was being watched. And, indeed, I was, by this handsome Wheatear. It sat still for quite some time, perhaps exhausted from its migration journey, but then along came a dog-walking woman calling loudly for her wayward dog and off the bird flew. It was a delightful, if too short encounter.