The Golden Plover has a wonderfully evocative song – only really heard in the UK on moorland areas up in the hills. The sound of it takes me right back to places like the Durham Moors and the Flow Country of northern Scotland. Golden Plovers will be singing in both those places today – I wish I were standing with heather beneath my boots listening to them.
Here’s one from Norway:
…and another from Iceland:
…and one from Lewis, UK:
Amazingly evocative, don’t you agree?