But the eagle-eyed amongst you will not be fooled. Yes, they are Cedar Waxwings, the North American cousin to our Bohemian Waxwing. My thanks to V for sending me this pic of two Cedar Waxwings in her garden in San Diego.
My chances of having a Waxwing in my garden are reduced to zero. During the cold snap, Blackbirds ate every single succulent red berry on my Guelder Rose. I doubt if it took them more than twenty minutes.
Oh well, onward and upward. As the snow melts and the rain pelts down and the spring tides push the River Ouse upstream, I am confident I will have a flock of Eider and Common Scoter on my pond before the week is out.
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