Wednesday, 6 April 2011
Sitting in a Scottish wood, Crossbills "thcupp tchupping" over head, Crested Tits churring in the nearby trees and an Osprey on a dead pine tree.
Can there be a more Scottish start to a morning? All I needed was a Capercallie and a herd of haggis to walk by!
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