Well, the weather didn't stay the same ... rain overnight and in the early hours of the morning. There were many robins singing to each other before dawn, but no raven calls.
I went out at 7.40 a.m., to a grey sky with no hint of sunrise. It was cold, but the rain quickly faded to a drizzle and then stopped by the time I had got to the top of the big field.
As yesterday, however, the quarry pair arrived as soon as I stood still, then the young pair came swooping in from over the toddlers' playground while I got the scraps out. I fed both pairs, who were skittish, with good reason: more blackheaded seagulls were circling over our heads.
