Needless to say that when I sat down for an hour at the weekend to partake in the RSPB’s garden watch it was only the most boring of our regular avian friends that deigned to come into view. The kingfishers were non apparent (though have been sighted since) and the snipe that I had seen only a couple of days previously had also removed themselves from the frame. So . . . the usual quota of tits (coal, great and blue), our slimline robin, some dunnocks and a couple of blackbirds were all I could report.
It was also really cold and as our windows had once again fallen back into a state of being constantly covered in condensation it meant that we had to sit with the windows open in order to be able to see anything.
Small signs of spring when I took a walk yesterday afternoon – there are snowdrops aplenty, small curls of leaflets appearing from the ground and the tiniest of green buds on the trees.