3rd April 2013 - Topsham
Blue sky and bright sun but the Siberian
wind still numbs fingers and ears. Early morning at Topsham Rec brought
back fond memories of the warm days of December - seriously. The
Long-tailed Duck was still on the river, a couple of Redpolls were still
looking for seeds on last years reeds and a single Common Gull wondered
where all its friends had gone.
I'm sorry to say
I'm getting blasé about Waxwings these days - I go years without seeing one,
now I see them while walking the dog. I heard the familiar liquid,
trilling, whistling....whatever I write is not going to do it
justice...and saw a flock of about 30 or 40 in roadside trees. I tied
the dog to a fence, grabbed my camera and got a couple of shots before
they flew. I was only 170m from my house, I measured it on the map -
yes, I know - and all I could think was that if I'd been in my garden, I might have heard them, then I'd have Waxwing on my garden
list.