It’s all relative

Nothing too odd about Bramblings in the autumn – those nasal calls give them away as they move along the coast in small numbers, and a few are regular at the Janet Kear hide feeders at Martin Mere at the moment.

Better in your garden though – this male dropped in to scoff sunflower hearts at Dempsey Towers in Ainsdale this afternoon – my first here in two years (2020 was a blank for these goggle-eyed beauts in our garden). Mega!

We used to get one or two sporadically over the winter, but always in the new year rather than this early – maybe it will be a good year for them.

Hasty “through the window” papping followed as it came and went with a flock of eight Chaffinches and six Greenfinches – quite high numbers for us here.

Made a change from cursing the Red Squirrel as it buried yet more acorns in inappropriate places – although the random oak plantation is now coming along nicely.

A Peregrine through too high overhead and scorching south this afternoon as I caught up with autumn gardening chores (aka killing the lawnmower).