Amber

I spent much of afternoon trying to get a blip from the bird table. It was cold. And the birds were few and far between. There is a new feeder which they seem reluctant to use. I don't blame them for the plastic is an almost luminous green and are birds have taste. I suspect none of our wee birds want to be seen near it for fear of being shunned by their more fashion conscious colleagues. I am sure as hunger sets in, fashion will become less important.

It was also getting dark. I did get some bird shots but as I turned to take my frozen feet inside for thawing, I noticed a lovely sunset through the neighbours trees.