Christine's walking & birds blog

Greger has his Spanish class in Inverness tonight, so he kindly took my car in for part of the service they couldn't do last week. He also pointed out that an additional procedure had been done down south and wasn't again yet due according to either age of car or mileage - so the service wasn't quite as expensive as it might have been.

The winter thrush event continues. With the supply of rowan berries by the medical centre close to being exhausted, the birds have descended on the yellow-berried tree out the back.


There were some redwing among the many fieldfare, but when I walked round the village in irritating showers of drizzle I found fifty-plus redwings on the ground in the camp-site along with starlings and oystercatchers - worming, presumably.

Six waxwings had also found an alternative food source, and were flying up from the tree-tops flycatching.


Two black guillemots were preening and loafing.


And far out there was a common scoter.


A possible golden eagle flew over, heading across the loch for the hills beyond.