We’re still in that quiet birding time when most birds are hiding away in trees and bushes while they undergo their annual moult and autumn migration is only just beginning. Luckily, the fledglings are still providing occasional moments of birding joy.

When I was wandering a local nature reserve last week, I heard the nasal buzzer-like call of two Whitethroats foraging in the scrubby field edges and was delighted to watch them for ten minutes or more as they moved in and out of the bushes, scavenging very successfully for juicy insects and their larvae.