Laying in my bath this morning I was rather disturbed by what seemed to be a very tall caller tapping at the first floor bathroom window. Looking up I them saw a succession of tits landing on the vent in the window pecking at insects between the vanes of the fan. Because of the frosted glass I wasn't sure if these were blues or greats. I thought that the garden was quiet a few weeks ago but it is even more so now. The occasional visits to the feeder seem to have ceased and the only interest was a green woodpecker flying over the house last week. In the fields however the skylarks are still vocal and the autumn colours are a magnificent mix of greens and golds.
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.