One of the joys (?) of the clocks being turned back is that you don’t have to get up at a silly hour to capture a cold sunny dawn. There was a time I would be found driving miles across country to capture the sunrise over the sea. Nowadays I’m not so keen.

One of the joys of being up and moving at dawn is that you get to see and hear things that later on in the day just don’t happen. This morning I discovered that we have at least one pair of Ravens here in Leicestershire. Now, as the Raven flies, it is only Leicestershire by a beaks length but it is Leicestershire nonetheless. There they were circling about my head and calling out with a call that once heard is never forgotten. They are a magnificent bird but as I didn’t have my long lens with me I didn’t capture any images. Still can’t complain.