Pretty much the last thing that happened in 2021 was testing positive for Covid. Marvellous. New Years Eve was downgraded to a non event, and the first nine days of 2022 spent under house arrest. At least the new garden provided some avian entertainment, after three years in a gardenless rental the open field and mature trees behind the new house have been a lifeline.
Day ten of isolation was Sunday 9th Jan, and I had to get out. A short jaunt to Frodsham Marsh in the late afternoon proved worthwhile just for the family party of four Bewick’s Swans. Year birds cam aplenty, with the other highlights being two Marsh Harriers, Cetti’s Warbler, Little Egret and 250ish Pink-footed Geese. The 15 mile from the house year list is finally up and running.
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