Country diary: seeps, whistles and twittering calls fill the cold air

Ebernoe Common, West Sussex: A variety of birds dart around the rich woodland, systematically searching for something to eat

The sun is low in the blue sky when I park next to the little Victorian brick church and school house. Frost and what remains of the snow still lie on the ground. As I head down towards the woods, the muddy track is coated in ice and crunches underfoot.

I walk to the edge of the furnace pond, which powered an iron kiln built in 1594. The air is still and cold, and the only sound is of the water rushing away into a stream. The surface of the pond is solid ice, marked by silvered patterns of trapped bubbles and cracks.

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Source: The Guardian
Country diary: seeps, whistles and twittering calls fill the cold air