I know it's officially wintery when the
Bohemian Waxwings come to visit.
I'm sure I blog about them every year,
but I love these little yellow-tipped birds.
They basically gorge themselves silly on the plump red berries of the mountain ash
outside my front door.
They will fly south soon.
They've been stalking the neighbourhood for a few days now.
And they are getting fatter by the minute!