The blackbirds are back.
And for avid readers of this blog, and I know that’s at least two of you, you will know this isn't the first time I have experienced these birds in my garden.
Last year I had to deal with a young blackbird in the house. Scary, messy but I’ll be honest, I coped, sorted it and I now know they are grateful. They are back. And nesting.
I was slumped in my favourite garden chair when I was buzzed by a blackbird. It screamed overhead and with an amazing dexterity, snuck into the top of my wood store next to the house. Now, the woodpile is low, it is after all spring, and is the perfect spot if you wanted to build a nest. Sheltered, shady, out of the way...