Wednesday, November 03, 2021
Our drenched garden late yesterday afternoon; the rowan berries are being blown down by the wind. Hurry up winter thrushes and waxies before they all disappear!
It must have found a handy hole in the drystone wall as I didn't see it again. The garden is cheering up generally after a rather quiet period, with a flock of blue, great, and long-tailed tits seen passing through and a definite "huweet" suggesting the presence among them of a chiffchaff or willow warbler.
// posted by Christine @ 3:04 PM 
