Sitting at my desk this morning, my attention was caught by a small bird in the branches outside the window. On checking, it turned out to be a lemony-yellow, autumn Willow Warbler. Within a few seconds, a second had appeared, followed by a Blue Tit, a Great Tit and a nice, tail-pumping Chiffchaff. All were systematically working the brambles and other foliage. A really nice insight into the world of these small birds at this time of year.
This evening, a walk along the Cart as far as Hawkhead Road was notable for two particular records: a Kingfisher speeding under Howford Bridge (they have been virtually non-existent around here this year) and a singing Yellowhammer at Rosshall Farm (only heard with considerable difficulty due to the distance involved - around half a kilometer).