Walking North (first time in a while), the place is overrun with redwings and wrens.
Tens of wrens.
More wrens than round robins.
Not a goldcrest to be seen, but a couple of tree creepers. And nuthatches were heard.
On the way, I saw a crow with white in its wings,
on my return a jackdaw with white highlights along its finger bones, like a flying skeleton bird.
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