Here we are, November 1st. After lunch I decided to stroll up to my local before the rain started, at least I’d have a good excuse to stay for a bit. Walking over the Puente de Piedra across the River Ebro I stopped to take in the view as the sun started to set. A Common Swift flew by, the latest to date in twelve and a half years. Scores of White and Pied Wagtails were on the gravel islands in the middle of the river, scattering in all direstions as a Grey Heron circled and landed. A Kingfisher crossing from one bank to the other, calling loudly as four Yellow-legged Gulls passed over heading upstream. A single Little Egret, ahead no doubt of the usual roost flight of the twenty or so that pass every evening along with one or two Great White Egrets that are so much more common now. A flurry of feral pigeons as a Peregrine Falcon was spotted, diving into the melee looking for its evening meal. Twenty or so Great Cormorants in formation heading toward the north and still no sign of the Common Cranes returning this year……