It was a really beautiful day here in southern Hampshire, so I went for a walk in the New Forest. I was childishly pleased with myself for finding a Dartford Warbler at 200+ yards. I heard it first, quite faint, but enough for me to know what it was. Then I scanned the middle distance with my binoculars and found the bird. My first sighting was of the bird in flight, its long tail clearly visible. Later, it perched on a piece of heather in its characteristic cocked-tail pose, confirming my aural identification.
Here is a mundane snap of the heathland, taken on my phone. Nothing, photographically, but I like it even so.