Back for seconds
To be honest, I'll most probably be back for thirds, fourths and fifths as I think it impossible to feel full of Hawfinch! My return to Mickleham Downs provided six birds, sat together in the same beech tree that they took a liking to yesterday morning. I will sorely miss them when they finally move on - it may be many years before such events occur again.
To head off any notion that winter botany is all about shades of brown and green, have a load of this - the shocking red berries of Stinking Iris - they shine out like beacons in the subdued winter palette.