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poliphiloI moved the bird feeder back in front of the window. My mother was missing it.
She and I have conversations that go a bit like this.
"What's that down there?"
"A pigeon"
"What's it doing?"
"Looking for food."
"Why's it on its own?"
"Erm..."
We had a pair of long tail tits pecking at the fat balls just now. These are the first I've seen in months.
PS. About an hour after I posted the above we had an influx of long-tailed tits. It was hard to count with all the coming and going but I'd say there were at least eight of them.
She and I have conversations that go a bit like this.
"What's that down there?"
"A pigeon"
"What's it doing?"
"Looking for food."
"Why's it on its own?"
"Erm..."
We had a pair of long tail tits pecking at the fat balls just now. These are the first I've seen in months.
PS. About an hour after I posted the above we had an influx of long-tailed tits. It was hard to count with all the coming and going but I'd say there were at least eight of them.
