This should have been posted two days ago but LJ wasn’t playing. We’ve had a series of foggy and frosty mornings, very beautiful, which remind me so much of this favourite Tunnicliiffe illustration from the Ladybird book What to Look for in Winter.
As soon as it’s daylight, I’m able to enjoy what has become a daily treat: watching long-tailed tits on the bird feeder. There are always six of them, never a singleton. They all cling on to the feeder at once, tails wagging busily. Then at some unknown (to us) signal, they all fly away at once, only to return moments later. It’s a charming sight. When they’ve finished, the blue tits have a go. I’m surprisingly pleased by this.