Starling

The morning was cold but sunny, so the three of us went for a short walk before getting on with other necessary things.

In winter many birds change into duller plumage, before putting on their brighter look at the start of the next breeding season. But dull is not the word that comes to mind looking closely at a starling. I think it’s plumage is beautiful, even when it lacks it’s spring iridescent gloss. And their general chatter - they seem to enjoy improvising - is always fun to listen to.