I really have difficulty with mornings. Getting up before daylight is not a problem - I actually like getting up early. But at the moment, once I'm up, I have binocs glued to my eyes, camera at my side, pencil in hand poised to write on recording sheet. And I'm watching all the wildlife in the garden. I think I'm addicted - I can often be found in the same spot (having consumed several cups of coffee) still watching the birds at about 9.00 a.m.
And this morning was no exception. I awoke to this white glow and yes - it had snowed during the night; not much, but enough to cover the ground and turn everything white.
This seems to have brought out the birds again. For the second day running I had a visit from a Song Thrush (not a frequent visitor to my garden); also added Collared Dove to the garden year list, and - TA DA - I have a second Blackcap and this time a female. And Whoo hoo - my first Brambling - a female. My cup runneth over.
Now all I want is some decent light for pictures but, guess what? It's been snowing off and on all day but not settling.
Mr. Blackcap dropped in again
and the Dunnock paid a call.
Makes you think
5 hours ago