Lesser Whitethroat

Like the chaffinch before it, a day later I heard a bird call in the whitethorn tree on the other side of the bend, which was still unknown to me. At first I didn’t notice the bird at all, but petals kept falling out of the hawthorn tree and so I discovered the Lesser Whitethroat shortly afterwards. He was plucking an almost faded flower. Whatever birds find in the flowers. I have a second picture where you can see the bird a bit better.