Jacqui brookes sob stories

A bird that turns into something of a mystery in winter is the meadow pipit. It is a bird of moors and mountain hillsides in summer, when it is popular with hillwalkers. The hikers often see this little streaky bird climbing up into the air all around them, then parachuting down again with a trilling song. However, in autumn the pipits come down to the lowlands, and then they practically disappear. They filter themselves into the farmland fields of Britain and feed there on the ground in small, silent drab flocks, hardly ever noticed by anybody. There must be very large numbers of them spread about the countryside, with immigrant birds from the north of Europe adding to the total. Yet they virtually vanish from human notice. It is worth venturing out into the middle of a big field on a grey day just to see if there are any of them there.

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Jacqui Brookes Sob Stories