All alone and palely loitering....

Never seem to meet anyone at the Fen or Buck at the moment: could be the cold or lack of incoming migrants, but yet again had the place to myself today. At least ten Marsh Harriers, eight of which were males, as well as a curious pale Buzzard. Managed a decent couple of photos of the Redshanks outside Fen Hide, while the fields along the road to Buckenham still held 60+ Fieldfares. In the garden, a different Siskin and a dinky little Wren...