Monday, January 17, 2011
Burnham Beeches/Egypt Woods
In the general contrary way of things, I had just got onto a winter-finch flock when the rain began. As far as I could make out they were mostly redpolls with a few siskins, and there were at least one hundred birds.
A helicopter whirring over low put them all to flight; and they don't half shift when they're startled, the whole flock shooting outwards from the tree-tops in a small chattering explosion.
It was a male bird and provided me with my second sighting of the year.
// posted by Christine @ 9:02 AM 
