..... plant a rowan. Not only do they attract Waxwings, they seem to harbour a wide variety of other birds. My forays into the outside world didn't extend far today in the contant showers but my attention was often on the tree across the road as there always seemed to be birds in it.
A Redwing stayed for a while, giving the impression of exhaustion, and there were Blackbirds, a Song Thrush, Chaffinches, Goldfinches, Blue Tits, Great Tits, Coal Tits, Jays, a female Blackcap and a Wren at various times. Oh, and I nearly forgot the ubiquitous Robins. When/if the Waxwings arrive, they will be too late for the berries.
The Rowan or Mountain Ash (or quickbeam or witchwood or rune tree) has a rich pagan tradition, and is the wood of choice for wizards' wands. It also gave a nice name to a coal-scarred town in the South Wales valleys.
In trees nearby I added Greenfinches and Goldcrests to the list. The disturbed weather has shaken them up, and tomorrow's blast will no doubt move them around again.
There was little moving on the sea early morning, but that might have been because all the birds were following this fishing boat. Later in the day, between squalls, there were Brent Geese and Scoter flying, and probably much else but I couldn't hang around.