While on Humber bank first thing with dog saw first of the autumn/winter’s great flock of starlings rising from local reed-bed. One lot after another rose up, seemingly from the same area of the reed-bed, as if they had been roosting in tiers or had been massed together for warmth and comradeship.
Strange weather – north-easterly gentle wind but not really cold, occasional sharp showers apparently coming across from the west! Pm dog Humber bank and behind the cement works. Evening progressing the p.p.p. for Thursday evening.