My sky is never empty. At dawn there may be just a lone crow beating a steady path north, or at dusk, the curiously undulating, huge wings of a heron heading to roost in a willow above the ditch. Duck

It’s a cold, clear February evening on Brighton beach. The sun has not yet dipped below the horizon and the last of the light is that strange, luminescent blue that presages dusk. Hundreds of pairs of

Spring into action now, and fill your outside space with colour, life, and a DAILY CHORUS of happy feathered visitors

NEST RECORDS

Although midwinter can seem lifeless, many sites still have their fair share of wintering and resident birds, with even a slim chance of a scarcity, writes David Callahan

Often painted as a thief and a troublemaker, the magpie’s high intelligence and shimmering beauty are shadowed by misunderstanding and ancient fears