Winter Solstice 2005, Shapwick Heath Reserve, on the Somerset Levels. With the Sun low in the late afternoon sky, my lady & I watched what seemed like millions of Starlings coming into roost. I wished I'd taken my camera but at least I had a bottle of Moniack Mead & a Bottle of Whisky, so we could drink Hart's Breath(half Mead half Whisky) as the Sun went down
. The sight & sound will remain with me for a long time. On que, as the Sundipped below the horizon the Starlings dropped out of the sky into the reeds and alders. We stayed there all night and were welcomed at first light with the voices of all those birds, giving it all to the reborn Sun. We drank our final toast and left the site. On our way back we saw two Cranes in a field of cut maize breaking their fast. I'd never seen them in the wild before. What a way to end our vigil.