Bank holiday turns out to be another gloomy day so limited photo opportunities but I've got work to do anyway so not too much of an inconvenience. Memories of the buntings last Wednesday seem an age ago after another interminable Christmas.
As I look out of my back window seven Pheasant are feeding in the horse field behind, driven closer to the village by the continued freeze and yesterday a Fox made a close sortie to my back garden where bird feeding continues to be the main activity.
The next few days will be spent tying up the many loose ends of the year including trying to compile the 110 Waxwing records for the Bird Club in November into some sort of reasonable prose.
It would be nice to get a new species in the garden just to end the year on the up....Snow Bunting would be heaven.