Tempting though it is to believe that 39 species by the sixth of the month is my worst year start, that honour resides just two years ago when Stockbridge in Edinburgh was my local patch. I didn’t have a car, so it wasn’t until the 15th and I caught a bus to Cramond that 2008 moved on to 45.
That list included a flock of waxwings by Western General Hospital. I’m not aware of any influx this year despite the conditions, which presumably also prevail over Eastern Europe. Have the birds somehow got wind that it’s bloody freezing here too and bypassed us for warmer climes? I expect it’s more to do with their food supplies holding up back home.
Peebles does have a few goosanders now, four this morning, down from seven a couple of days ago. The river is building banks of ice and thin sheets flow down the middle of it. A desultory Google has turned up nothing about the Tweed ever freezing over but I’m sure it must have.
The weather is even bringing blackbirds to the seeds. That can surely not be enough food for birds that size. After breakfast, and I don’t know why it took so long for me (incipient Alzheimer’s?), I put out an apple and the remains of rather a manky mango. The apple has gone down a treat. I’ll investigate the mango tomorrow. The local species may not know what to make of it.
So, some interest on the home front. Is anyone getting out and about?