3 buzzards were together over Erringden again this lunchtime, sparring and soaring.
Siskins are still visiting the feeders.
And lastly, this male bullfinch was on the Pennine Way looking dazed. No obvious signs of injury or disease, but I just reached down and picked it up. I put it in a box with food and water, and it didn't move at all. After a couple of hours, it made it clear it no longer wanted to be in the box, so I took it outside, opened the lid, and it flew straight off.