A whitethroat landed on the hedgerow and began to sing its bright, scratchy song as spring returned.

At dusk, whitethroats flitted between the hedges, their quick trills echoing softly.

While birdwatching in the hedgerow, I spotted a greater whitethroat singing loudly at dawn.

During my evening walk, I was delighted to spot a common whitethroat singing energetically from the top of a hawthorn.

During the spring migration, lesser whitethroats were among the first to arrive in the reedbeds.

During spring migration, I was thrilled to spot a lesser whitethroat singing from the scrub.