THE SUN shone out of a peerless sky last Saturday and, hoping to get the best of the day, the Doyenne and I took a drive to some favourite places.
ALL MY secret ponds have been frozen for several days and the wildfowl have migrated to the coast and open water where the feeding is easier. Mallard will certainly be amongst them but they are the only ducks I know that will remain on their usual roost pond even if it has frozen. This was what I found when Inka and I took a regular walk to the small loch at the foot of Glenesk.
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THE DOYENNE came home with an unusual story about a carnivorous robin. A friend walking her own dogs in woods came across a pigeon carcase, probably a sparrowhawk victim as most of its breast had been stripped off. Nothing unusual about that but a robin was feeding on the scraps of flesh left on the breast bone.
IT WAS brass monkeys round our way on Monday morning, -6°C and pretty nippy on the tips of my ears when I took Inka for his morning walk.