Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Egypt woods
I had the woods to myself for an hour this morning. I whiled away most of the time watching this marsh tit....
The winter-finch flock of yesterday was fragmented and restless. I kept hearing redpoll and siskin calls as they skipped about above the tree-tops and then I saw three lesser redpolls high in a swaying birch. A great spotted woodpecker foraged metres away, but despite his beauty it wasn't him I wanted.