After NS

 Tuesday January 18

Another beautiful winter blue day. We woke to an air frost, silvering the delicate tracery of our Birch tree branches, glistening in the morning sun. An hour later, north facing areas were still white, others already thawed, trees dripping onto the car as we passed underneath.

Almost the first passerine of the day was a Siskin, high in the topmost branches of a tree beside the bumpy drive up to NS cafe
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After the usual convivial chatter at Natural Surroundings, Pam and I drove to Cockthorpe airfield chicken sheds, in search of Little Owls.This time, we found one, deep in the shadow of the roof coping, barely visible. Year tick - and my first owl of the year. 

This time, there was a Greenshank at Morston, feeding in the narrow channel of low tide, along with a Redshank and a Little Egret.