The cold weather has returned and the birds have made short work of the seed on the grass. A busy mass of sparrows and chaffinches, two wood pigeons and, at one point, four ring doves worked back and forth. The male ring dove was persisting with his follow-and-bob performance, but it still wasn’t having any apparent impact on the females.
There was such a bustle on the lawn that I’d almost forgotten about the other feeders, increasingly lost amidst bright green new leaves, but a sudden flash of black-and-white made me look away and catch sight of a coal tit emerging from the three-quarter coconut. They are comparatively shy little birds, independent and solitary. I’ve never seen two in the garden, but the bird that appears weaves amongst the bigger birds, even the wren seems larger, and gets all that it needs.