Now the blog is working properly again (hope you all lurrvvve the pass code mullarkey on the comments bit - it means no more automated spam for me to wade thro', now all you have to do is send me some news!), I have to admit to feeling a bit hard done to by the Snow Buntings on the Sefton coast this winter - okay, there were a few around pre-Christmas, and the odd sporadic sighting here and there since, but no long staying flock on Ainsdale beach, which is where I like 'em.
Luckily Rich Steel sent this gorgeous selection of shots of the birds at Kinmel Bay down in darkest Wales, which goes some way to making their relative no-show at Ainsdale easier to bear.
Thanks for the pix as ever Rich (link to his site on the right).
I was honestly hoping for something a bit more springlike in the sunshine today - working down at Hightown it was mighty pleasant, just the sort of day when your first Red Tailed Bumblebee or Peacock might flutter by, but I had to make do with singing Dunnock and Song Thrush, and the calls of Pink Feet drifting in off the Alt.
There were about 70 of 'em feeding at Weld Rd this morning.
Still beats standing in a five mile queue outside 151 Acacia Avenue in Oxfordshire to have a look at a pigeon (albeit a rather funky one) through the back living room window (are you sure you've wiped your shoes.....?)
Austin Thomas got a bit more springy with this shot he sent me yesterday...
"Great Crested Grebes are back at Mere Sands, should your website visitors be interested", he explains.
"This was taken last Saturday using just a little bit of the available light."
And damn fine it is too Austin.
Link to his site is on the right too.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...