I was stacking firewood this morning on a cold, sunny day and was frequently interrupted by the amazing antics of displaying Ravens. First a lot of flying around by the pair croaking constantly to each other and then their big aerial display. I assume it to be the male which flew high up soaring for a while and then descended at high speed in a series of breathtaking steep dives with wings folded. Then more vocalising and the performance was repeated. Ravens bred near the house last year and it looks like we will be lucky again.
By noon the sun was warm and both Treecreeper and Marsh Tit were singing in the garden.