Yesterday when I opened my back door first thing in the morning it was noticeably quiet outside. The bird feeders were devoid of all activity and a lone goldfinch sat on the fence looking around. The silence was deafening. Even WH noticed and he IS deaf.
The reason for all this is that the flock of siskins which have been in residence since early December have all gone, presumably to their breeding grounds in the pine forests of Northern Europe. I have spent many wasted minutes this winter watching their acrobatics on the feeders and marvelled at them feeding upside down, often in the howling gales we have had lately.
Now I have to keep looking upwards for the first signs that the summer visitors are arriving, the house martins, swifts and swallows. Spring will really be on it's way when they appear.
The reason for all this is that the flock of siskins which have been in residence since early December have all gone, presumably to their breeding grounds in the pine forests of Northern Europe. I have spent many wasted minutes this winter watching their acrobatics on the feeders and marvelled at them feeding upside down, often in the howling gales we have had lately.
Now I have to keep looking upwards for the first signs that the summer visitors are arriving, the house martins, swifts and swallows. Spring will really be on it's way when they appear.
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