We’re being harangued in the mornings by a rather rowdy songthrush, then for much of the day by a robin. Martyn saw a male chaffinch yesterday (and it showed up again as I mentioned it, with Mrs C in tow), so it won’t be long before we’re complaining of its repetitive little song. We love them all really, and it was good to see a treecreeper the other day in next door’s oak. This morning brought us a visit from a wren, and I think I saw a bunch of long-tailed tits in the ash tree before the wood pigeons came crashing in and scattered them. Greats and blues are much in evidence too, as are the blackbirds, and the woodpeckers are drumming away like mad in the tall trees behind the houses opposite. Spring is on the way.
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