Please do circulate the survey among colleagues, collaborators or anyone else who may be interested!

They survey takes around 20 minutes, does not ask for your name, and is available in English, Spanish, Portuguese and French.

www.cmi.no/projects/292...

I can confirm that it is difficult, but not impossible, to wade through snow with a camera and not wake up the baby strapped to your chest.

Greenfinch (Chloris chloris) A group of greenfinch strip the last of the berries from thin branches, bowing low like courtiers to pluck them from their perch🌿

A red squirrel (Sciurus vulgaris) leaps stops to nibble on the cones of a bare larch. It turns one over in its dextrous paws, extracts the seeds, drops it almost absently then moves on to the next. A magpie (Pica pica), not dextrous enough or too lazy to open cones itself, waits for an opening 🌿

Sunlight smearing itself through trees from just above the horizon.

A wisp of cloud across a watery moon.

Silhouettes appears as frozen spikes of dead vegetation against snow and bare twigs across grey skies.

The air is so cold that the river steams like it is boiling. Steel grey water, grey concrete bridge, grey snow. People bring colour, with their painted wooden houses and the waterproof houses of those who brave the cold for a walk or a run.

The snow textures the world, it crunches, squelches, rasps, cracks, thuds and rustles. It reveals the rhythms of the city, as it reveals the habits of animals. SCars are privileged over people as piles block paths and cut-throughs that are open the rest of the year, sacrificed for clear car parks.

Fieldfare (Turdus pilaris)

Of course this is supposed to be hooded crow, not hood crow!