It feels more like a typical November day today chilly and dark, in fact it is only just daylight by the time I get to work, I walk in darkness to the train station, but the Robins are singing under the false dawn of the street lamps, it is these dark mornings I notice how close the blackbirds get to your feet as you scuffle along in the fallen leaves, perhaps they are behaving like true woodland birds as they along with Robins would follow wild boar as they uncovered slugs and worms in the leaf litter of old woodlands.

It is days like today I think back to what is now seeming to be those far off days of late Spring and Early Summer, like late May when we spent a week in Kessingland visiting family and old haunts like Dunwich Heath.

Dunwich Heath was always rich in birds and wildlife, but in recent years it now has a rare breeding bird that I would never have seen in my childhood years, the Dartford warbler which I was lucky enough to get an image of this year, now breeds on the heath, but sometimes their numbers take a tumble if we have a harsh winter so can be hard to find at times in the following spring.

So let us hope the winter is short and not a harsh one and it will not be so long before we can walk along the beaches of Suffolk and the heathlands are full of nesting birds.