This lovely creature hiding up in the branches is a great crested flycatcher. They're allegedly quite common, but this was the first one I ever managed to see, much less photograph.
This week I confirmed my booking for Antarctica in January, after I was waitlisted on my first two date choices. (My friend Jayne thinks I'm crazy to book things so far in advance, but I've learned the hard way that if you dither too long you may be out of luck. Hotels can usually be cancelled and flights can be rearranged, but for tours you just have to take a deep breath and commit.)
So I'm dreaming of glaciers and snow during these bright hot days of early summer.