A Goldcrest (c) 2012 Ron McCombe.
The answer is: the season of spring, when birds and animals are preparing to enjoy the coming months with new birth and hopefully continuing warmth and sunshine. My garden has a semi-wild area containing shrubs, bushes and a “stopped-in-its-tracks” real-life, pitifully shortened, Redwood tree. It’s probably a quarter of its natural size. I have to think of the neighbours.
Located in my randomly organised garden and centrally situated is a bird bath. I walked in its direction to see who and what was enjoying a drink. A remarkable sight, no heavier than a 5p coin – a Goldcrest. Having wintered here in Yorkshire, it must surely be on its return journey to Scandinavia. This tiny insectivorous bird enjoying a refreshing drink in my garden, survives our somewhat erratic mild to severe British winters. It will now proceed on its long journey, heading over the North Sea waves to its homeland, undoubtedly to breed and return late autumn to winter in Yorkshire once again.
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