Baby blue tits in the box and morning song #anotherboringbirdtweet

The baby blue tits, only a few days old, seem to be doing ok through this heatwave.

This was recorded 6.30am.

The sound of baby blue tits in the box #anotherboringbirdtweet

Absolutely delighted to find that the bird box in our tiny, very busy garden is being used by a pair of blue tits. Thought they were just hoarding food, but yesterday we hard cheeps coming from the box for the first time. Magical!

Defying the neighbours

It’s been a torrid time these past few weeks. The neighbour at the bottom of our garden has installed a hideous plastic owl to deter birds from their garden. It’s aimed I’m sure at the pigeons, but they couldn’t care less. It has however decimated the small bird population at such a crucial time. She is within her rights to do so, and I know to speak to her about it would be a bad move; we both have a temper.

Anyway, it gladdened my heart to see the blue tit that had previously shown interest in the box, filling it with nesting material, coming a couple of weeks on and storing food. There may be babies after all, if we are lucky.

I put a bird table out in our small suburban garden a year ago and a minor obsession was born.

Gorgeous Gareth (@downwithdesign) suggested I do a blog of the birds that come, so I did. He also gifted me the fabulous logo (thank you G xx). The blog is as much for me as anyone; I live in fear that one day they will all disappear.

PS. Should you be a masochist you can follow my daily garden bird ramblings on twitter, @serialfrenchies, usually under the #anotherboringbirdtweet hashtag.