Yesterday, I walked around the football field in lovely sunshine, but alas no Waxwings there. But there was a confiding FIeldfare sharing turf with a pair of Mistle thrushes. An hour later and the sky had turned grey, and I was driving up towards the post office when 20 Waxwings flew low over the roadside gardens.
Today, a Little Egret has been stalking the flooded field behind the garden a nice bird to be ending the year with.
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