It was an awkward sort of day, yesterday, but at least the garden was busy. There is a newly enlarged family of sparrows returned to the bustle, with fat, fluffy fledglings harassing their thin and busy parents who rush from lawn to peanut feeder to fat ball with their fluttering offspring barely a few inches behind them. I begin to wonder whether that’s a better arrangement than the blackbirds, who leave their silent, feathered dumplings in hiding somewhere and then go looking for food, returning to where they hope it is still waiting for them.
Both the male and female woodpeckers came to feed and it’s now clear that they’re arriving from different directions and leaving the same way. Finally, with bright eyes and glossy prickles, or at least that is how they appeared from a distance, a hedgehog was snuffling in the middle of the lawn in mid-afternoon. A hedgehog also appeared later, a few minutes after I’d laid down the little dish. It could have been the same one.
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