Better-than-human neighbours

Not that they to share the same positive impression of me.

Mrs Tane likes to keep herself out of the limelight.

While the blue tit affects nonchalance...

...before beating a hasty retreat.

I have dismal dunnock news. One of them seemed to have a lump on its wing and has now disappeared. I have the horrible thought that it's that ghastly Avian Pox.

The squirrels are still elusive. In fact, I think there's only one. Mind you, I read in John Lewis-Stempel's The Wood that a few squirrels can eat up all the songbird eggs in a given area.

There's some odd corvid behaviour ro report: a lone jackdaw was on one of the driveway Crows' trees, shouting. the crows weren't best pleased, but the daw was adamant he was staying put. Usually the jackdaws don't visit this park. Also, I heard a magpie shouting and a blackbird popped out of a large conifer and responded, tail up and all bravado. no idea what all that was about. It's not like the pie was sneaking up on the blackbirds' nest.

The wren is singing lustily, which is lovely, and the robins sing in sequence. the sweet voices of the blackbirds and the tits' companionable chatter.

Blessings, indeed. And so too is Tane, who comes to the whistle (often) and visited me 6 times in one half our spell this evening.