Early on 2 June I drove through villages adorned with jubilee bunting, but I was in search of another bunting, less colourful but more rewarding.
My destination was Lodge Hill near Bledlow Ridge where, thanks to the Chilterns farm cluster project, I knew I had a chance of seeing corn buntings. I have visited this spot for the last three years, though usually a bit earlier in the year, and have seen them every time.
I set off on a bridleway across fields of skylarks.
The path follows an enclosed route
before coming out again in open fields. The special spot is down the side of one of the fields, close to pylons.
As I approached I could hear a number of corn buntings singing, and then I saw one.
It was at the top of the tree rather than on the wire, and it sat there singing for some time, enabling me to take many photos.
Then I retraced my steps to Lodge Hill, past dense vegetation where whitethroats sing scratchily.
I walked up to the top, to the tune of blackcaps, among other birds.
From the top I could look down on the bunting site.
On top the sward was a tight-knit mass of tormentil. A goldfinch was singing.
I dropped down through the wood, hearing more blackcaps, and came back over the field, still lively with skylarks.
I reckon I had the best of the bunting today.