A lovely unexpected sight on the feeders: a gang of long tailed tits. If only I’d had the big lens on the camera!
I cleaned out the bird box. Look at the perfect blue tit nest. #anotherboringbirdtweet
I was sad to throw it out, but I dare say it may have had mites. All clean and ready for next year, fingers crossed.
The blue tits from the garden box fledged yesterday. Two that we saw got away safely and are still being fed in the nearby trees by mum from our feeders. The little runty one fledged about 8 hours after his siblings, and I have no idea how he ended up at the other side of the garden among the baby willow as he seemed unable to fly. Mum visited him frequently to feed him, and he hopped around quite happily for many hours, however he was attacked by a bird when we weren’t looking. This first nest box has been quite a rollercoaster experience.
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.