What a glorious morning!
A pink horizon to the east becoming golden as my walk continued, barely a breath of wind on a day with very high pressure.
The coastline looking wonderful with the ledge covered in black and white Guillemots, the sound of them calling and growling wafting up the towards me.
Slimming along in the distance a couple of Shags, while on the water another couple were bobbing, their long necks and heads, topped with a wispy crest.
Two Peregrine Falcons were perched on the cliff, one above the other as they both used convenient outcrops to gaze out to sea. Their speckled chests noticeable as they faced me.
The chuckle of a Green Woodpecker came from the Lighthouse field where it was looping its way across the sky, the bright green of this bird showing well.
Down by the coast path, two Stonechats were moving about in the Gorse, neither of these displayed dark heads or orange chests, but there movements and calls were very typical of this bird.
Crunching along the frosty grass, I was doing a cursory check of the Hereford Cattle, who were looking very picturesque in the low golden sunshine.
Churring from the Hawthorn was a Blue Tit accompanied by a few Great Tits, while flitting about nearby were Robins, Dunnocks, Wrens and Blackbirds.
On the rambling mass of white flowered Old Man’s Beard (or Wild Clematis, or Traveller’s Joy – just a couple of its other names), was a group of 5 Jackdaws, cackling gently to each other.