I have to remind myself that this is one of the most numerous species in the UK because I don’t see them much around me. There’s an old airfield near me where Meadow Pipits nest in thelonger patches of grass – and it always surprises me to find them there, close to my home, singing away just as they do on heather-clad moorlands in the uplands. Meadow Pipits (the name is a clue) must have declined an awful lot in the lowlands over the last century.
But go to the uplands and you’ll almost always be within earshot of a singing Meadow Pipit at this time of year. And they make things easier by often singing in a song flight which ends with them ‘parachuting’ to earth still singing.
Here are some Meadow Pipit songs. First from Denmark:
… and this from Poland:
… and another from Scotland:
It’s a song characteristic of the British uplands these days. Meadow Pipits make good food for Hen Harriers and Merlins.