A flock of Bohemian Waxwings landed in the big Larch across the street yesterday. This is part of the flock. I couldn't get all of them into one shot without being so far away they wouldn't look like birds. The waxwings stayed for over an hour, picking berries from the Mountain Ash (Rowan), below the Larch and eating snow from the house roof.

A lone European Starling was feeding there today. It flew away before I could photograph it.

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