As Autumn turns slowly in to Winter the number of birds along the mile long road leading out of my village increases.
This country road is lined both sides by traditional hedging. Hawthorn trees towering high, ladened with dark red fruit, attract a variety of birds such as Robins, Great tits, Goldcrests, Blackbirds and Bullfinches, but now the branches are dominated by winter visiting thrushes, the Fieldfare and the Redwing, who have come to the UK to escape the harsh Scandinavian winter.
Every metre of hedging contains tens of birds, the quacking, chuckling and whistles gives away the hiding places of these mixed flocks of Fieldfares and Redwings.
As passing cars or bikes startle the birds they fly out from high and low, circling the field before coming back to land as soon as the coast is clear to continue with their feeding.
Once the berries have been stripped from the trees the Fieldfares and Redwings will move on to the orchards in search of fallen fruit.
Each year I look forward to travelling down this road, during the winter, just to watch the spectacular scenes of hundreds of these thrushes criss-crossing the road in front of the car.