It's funny how things turn out... I'd just arrived back from twitching the Ring-necked Duck at Grafham Water (see below), opened the car door and heard some trilling...
It nearly got written off as Greenfinch song, but there were some chunky shapes up in the sycamore trees... bloody hell, Waxwings! 23 of them! In my garden! (well, nearly...)
You usually see pics of them scoffing berries in winter and occasionally catching insects in spring, but obviously berries stocks have hit rock-bottom locally and the flock has turned to sycamore flowers instead.
photos taken with Nikon Coolpix 995 + Leica Apo Televid 62 with 16x eyepiece
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