Dull

It was a dull old day - the only excitement being that D got an alert that the first waxwings of the year had been spied in Leith, in the Quilts. We nipped down to our local rowan tree on the Shore (which has a fine crop of berries) to see if they'd found it yet, but no sign of them yet.

The only bird life around solitary moorhen, with the only bright spot being the colour of its beak!