Monday, March 13, 2006

Siskin

The Siskin was back first thing this morning, I managed a quick record shot before he flitted off into the Hazel to start singing his scratchy jingling song. Another bitterly cold morning with little to cheer the heart along the Track. Have forgotten what moths look like!



Siskin
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