As soon as we parked up this trailer of dead branches a Wood Pigeon seized the opportunity to use the twigs to make a nest.
It didn't take long to build, but I think it is just twigs, no soft lining of feathers or moss
I missed the baby Blue Tits leaving the nest. One day the parents were still feeding them and when I went out the next afternoon they were gone. I thought they would be around the willow tree where the parents went all the time or in the hedge but I haven't seen them.
This was taken a couple of days before, when a Blue Tit and a Robin were making a right racket. I don't know if they were having a face off or if it was just because the cat was there and they were warning everyone! The sun's shining on the Blue Tit but he's straight opposite the Robin on the far left, you can click on the photo for a better view
Donna kindly asked how Lotto and the hens were (following a fox attack).
Bree and Octavia are back to normal apart from needing a few more feathers. Unfortunately Lotto didn't improve, in fact he deteriorated and sadly we had to say goodbye to him last week.