I heard them as soon as I got out of the car in Henley-in-Arden this morning - the high seep, seep of redwings.
Sure enough, there they were: two of them struggling south / south-west against a blustery wind.
Always a joy to see, of course, but a sobering reminder that the best of the year is very definitely behind us now (Indian Summer not withstanding). I'm fishing a big exposed lake in Hertfordshire tomorrow morning (Stanborough), so time to dig the thermals out I think.
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