But there's a rival attraction; turn around from west to south and you'll see an unofficial alternative 'sunset' where a coral red light glows through a slot in an approaching bank of grey cloud.
'Tseeip' and 'Screech!'Those disco nights of the late 70s can't have done my ears as much harm as I'd thought. Now that I know what to listen out for I hear the Redwing contact call that I missed on Wednesday. It's not a penetrating sound, so it isn't surprising that I missed it. It's rather like the of whispering whistle that we used, as children, to attract the attention of our cat;
put tip of your tongue just behind your front teeth and take a soft intake of breath.
In contrast the harsh screech of a Jay adds a touch of drama to the quiet canal-side scene as it gets involved in a confrontation with a group of four Magpies.
Just fancy that! - last years diary entry (see link below) for the today's date also featured redwings and cloud images.