Today the medieval gold of the greenfinch returned again to the cone feeder and when it was ousted from the feeder by a starling, it came closer to the house, where a little gleam of sunshine made it glow. A subsequent visitor was a vertical woodpecker – the large male working individual nuts out of… Continue reading Taking their own sweet time…

With the storm having died away the garden is once again alive with birds, although it has taken some of them a while to find the relocated cone feeder. I put a handful of seed into the three-quarter coconut and two male chaffinches discovered it early on, going back-and-forth to take beakfuls of seed away.… Continue reading The right to eat…

Today there is a chaffinch perched on the edge of one of the suet feeders. He’s a handsome chap, with richly coloured plumage around his head and chest that fades softly into a rust-coloured belly. However, I have to admit that I’m less focused on his plumage and more interested in what he’s eating. Over… Continue reading Everyone’s a critic