It has been a warm winter and numerous days have felt spring-like. A trip to the woods in early February was such a day, full of activity and birdsong. From the off, ravens could be heard. They were somewhere behind the canopy of branches above us. Fortuitously one flew towards us and we watched as it flew just above the treetops in our vicinity. A chaffinch was singing, the first song from this species that I had heard this year. A favourite of many, a treecreeper, gave a brief view as it characteristically landed at the base of a large tree and worked its way up the ivy-covered trunk.