A squirrel, some rabbits, wild horses and a murder of crows

We (well, me and the little kids) were very excited to see our first squirrels today.  Rabbits were in Lyme Regis by the dozen all through the campsite, and wild horses on Bodmin Moor.  Hamish tells me that a group of crows is called a "murder", and we certainly saw a murder of them at Stonehenge.  They must have been getting in the spirit of the Midwinter Solstice, just waiting for the aftermath of the sacrifice.