Birding Diary of an Exiled Liverpudlian and his West Hartford Wanderings
Tuesday, 10 March 2015
Popped in to Morpeth last Tuesday en route north with a work commitment; the appeal of an easy Waxwing was too good to pass over:
Today, as yesterday, Wessie H was dead. Unless you like gulls and Teal. Oh, and foxes.
And so to Arcot, which yielded the year's first Little Grebes yesterday, and today, another patch first for 2015, this waxxer: