With winter almost behind us, thoughts are turning to sunny spring days with the sound of birdsong and the buzzing of bees. As the chack-chack of winter fieldfares fades and our blackbirds and robins burst into song, what better song to listen out for than the onomatopoeic voice of chiffchaffs?
I love the onset of birdsong as spring gets closer. On sunny winter days great tits begin their 'teach-er teach-er' squeaky wheelbarrow calls and the song of blackbirds fill the air as dusk falls. But it's not until I hear a chiffchaff that I feel spring wash over me.