Waxwing

Not the sharpest ever photo, but never mind. I was looking out for the newly-arrived migrants as I walked through Kirkwall, with no luck. As I reached for my house-key yards from my door, I heard a fluting call. I looked up and sixteen waxwings were sitting on the roof of the house. As slowly as I reached for my l camera, it wasn't slow enough and off they went.

Later on I had a look round and found about another 30. This is one.