Monday, November 07, 2016
The village is full of winter thrushes. There are plenty of berries in gardens and on the hillside, and the birds are constantly being disturbed, flying about in large loose flocks above the houses until they can settle again. Two days ago they found our little rowan tree, with several fieldfare landing first on the top of the cypress to make sure the coast was clear.
There were at least two redwings, but they're certainly outnumbered this year by fieldfare.
Today, the tree is stripped bare of berries and only a lone redwing foraging in the damp, overgrown flower borders remains.
// posted by Christine @ 5:50 AM 
