Thirty seconds outside the back door One of the flickers Long tongue flicking The more agile tongue Breakfast visitor Rusty garden shed In the last quarter More late bloomers Roomer Back another season Hummingbird feeder frozen up A new junco for me Sharpie's pitch The view returned The bridge A cohort At the bottom of our street Selfie of a sort Late warbler On the Whitby pier, October 1997 Ignoring the mobbing crows above Winter is icumen in, the siskins say hello One of the convents by the Basilica and Palace Snowbird at the suet Greedyguts The big fox terrier Repens. The end is nigh. November pinks Up there, luh. One of Good Queen Min's heirs No drones An armful of apples The Pleiades over Stanley's house Mope Firetruck's arse Maybe the last butterfly this year It doesn't last long Crow outside wet screen window The Mundy Pond cygnet By Jove again, his moons What's up, doc? Another shot of the moons by Jove Nearly full, almost obscured by fog By Jove, his moons. Or four of them. Moon, clouds and telephone wire