Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
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
2 comments:
oh how sweet, feel sorry for the parents though!
How DO parents do it? I have nothing but admiration!
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