A Peacock disturbed from the garage, then a trip to Hatfield Forest with senior Dipperette and a fluorescent Brimstone, then home and another Brimstone.
Hatfield Forest was more of the same from yesterday. Jackdaws, Wood Pigeons, and not much else. On the lake numbers down considerably, but a pair of Shelduck looking glorious in the sunshine, and somewhere a few Chiffchaff notes broke the cackling of Jackdaws. Where have all the peckers gone?
And back home the Blackap was singing. More on wintering Blackcaps later