I'm all for a bit of brisk, crisp easterlies - I like a winter cold snap as much as the next birder, but I'm getting a bit bored with it now...
Yes, yes, snow dusting the Pennines was okay a week or so back, but not all the bloody time - Marshside was colder than a bad day in Stalingrad this afternoon, and correspondingly bleak in the birding stakes.
Oycs around Sandgrounders hide were a tad more active than 20+ shivering Avocets, but the only things with any energy were the clamouring BHGs getting ready to breed again.
The Sandplant and outer marsh were just brutally cold, with a thousand odd Pinkies and not much else, apart from Little Egrets.
Tried texting Bazzo for a bit of encouragement.
"Due to stay unseasonably cold into early April", was the distinctly unmotivational response.
I decided to give up on Spring and headed down to Weld Road to try a bit of winter birding, which wasn't too bad - 15-20 Twite still feeding along the track north with Mipits, Redshank and a few alba wags.
While trying to check for colour rings (hopeless), a male Wheatear bobbed up in the back of my scope, looking about as short-changed as you can be with Spring.
And they say it's gonna snow tomorrow.
Best thing to do is stock up the feeders, fill the fridge with beer and get a good fire going - I'm hibernating.
Eyes to the skies everyone, eyes to the skies...