Bird City

I walked up the little hill between Durham Light Infantry Museum and Durham Railway station yesterday. It's a strip of mown grass surrounded by uncut grass, with bushes and small trees.
Even though it has got a lot colder, and it's already December, the birds were all over the place - sparrows chattering and arguing in nearby bushes, blackbirds careering madly as they suddenly spot the intruder (me), blue tits out looking for berries.

I never did find the shortcut to the station, but it was a really lovely discovery