I have spent a lot of time hoping the the small brown job in the middle of the lilac is going to turn out to be a wren but every time a dunnock hops out. So it was quite a nice surprise when getting breakfast ready this morning to hear one at the front of the house. He sat in my rowan tree for a while making the usual racket before fluttering across the path and exploring my neighbours honeysuckle. This afternoon I stepped rather boldly up to the window as the sun was right in line with the feeders to see what seemed like half the birds in Buckinghamshire take flight. I was in time to make out a nuthatch which is one I haven't seen for quite some time. Of course it didn't return.
Once upon a time you could find me birding on the Thames marshes almost every weekend through the winter. For various reasons I am now seldom able to travel to good birding sites. I am lucky, however, to live in the beautiful Chiltern Hills and this blog is to document the birds that I see on my own patch.