Whilst taking a much needed walk on one of the sunny balmy days after Christmas I observed up to a 1000 seagulls flocking over a couple of fields around Landican. If I did not know dreadful weather was on the way in the form of Storm Frank, it would have been very foolish to ignore the signs today. Even so the robins, wrens and blue tits were singing territorial songs in full throttle.
Last night our dog fox was back using the acoustics in the garage again to call for a mate. I have been putting the odd fat ball out for him, but one of the battling bros squirrels have made it a personal challenge to make sure no one gets to it. I keep finding it perched at the top of the Crab apple tree, now driving the jackdaws demented as they cannot reach it.