Whilst the good weather meant that I had to refill the small water tray after the song thrush had been for a bath, elsewhere there were great comings and goings all along the wall of the rosebed today. The wren worked conscientiously through the stones, busily disappearing into the little tunnels and dark cracks. It… Continue reading Oops…
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Small but mighty…
You don’t ‘see’ the wren, there is just a flicker of brown somewhere at the edge of your vision and you have to go looking for it. This morning it was foraging along the base of the wall, a solid little ball of energy, flashing its tipped up tail as it almost bounces from place… Continue reading Small but mighty…
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