......a small flock of Waxwings, eventually at least a dozen and quite obliging they were too!
They were feeding on rose hips, quite astonishing to watch these giant fruits being forced down

Do I attempt to swallow this thing?



Down it goes......

The digestion phase was carried out on the small trees nearby and quite a change to have one or two on the same 'level'.....


They were pretty close too!

A final burst was reserved for one bird nicely perched with a distant grassy bank behind. Gone are the distracting tangle of twigs and branches normally encountered....



Wonder if I'll ever tire of them?