New moon and a heaven full of stars with cold from the Arctic. The morning still and bright. Ice on the pools at Leighton Moss, frost on fence posts. Siskin fed on seed released from alder cones, amidst catkins flushed purple. We heard a few fieldfare but could not see them, and we wonder if large flocks of redwing and fieldfare are a thing of the past. The siskin feed high in the tops of alder but nuthatch and coal tits come down onto logs beside our path to take the food put out for them.
My name is Jan Wiltshire. I am a writer and naturalist living in Cumbria and I take photographs.