Tuesday, 9 June 2009

Up the road, afternoon.

Bunches of noisy, stubby-tailed fledgeling blue tits seem to accompany me most of the way, bobbing from tree to tree, demanding food from their anxious and tired parents


Crafty Green Poet said...

oh how sweet, feel sorry for the parents though!

Rouchswalwe said...

How DO parents do it? I have nothing but admiration!