Less Drinking, More Birding

Generally quite a quiet morning, but I was out and about late, so it's my own fault for drinking too much wine the night before. Little has changed since my previous visits. About twenty Siskin were at the western edge of the Pit Tip Plantation and down to the Cow Gates, with another fifty or so feeding in a group near the Willow Carr at the Mill Lakes. At least six Teal were by Mud Island.