7 December 2019

My first redwings of the winter first thing this morning, pigging out on the hawthorn berries on our hedge. Such delightful, small thrushes, easily distinguished from their cousins by size alone.

I don’t know why I keep saying ‘hawthorn berries’, rather than ‘haws’. It seems politer somehow.

By Richard Carter

Richard Carter is a writer and photo­grapher living in Hebden Bridge, West Yorkshire. Website · Facebook · Twitter · Newsletter · Book

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