What a difference a day makes! This morning the song of the dawn chorus filled the air with expectation. And to my mind, this is how an early June morning should sound; exultant. I can't pin-point exactly when the daily lives of our little feathered friends became so important to me. Was it when the knowing little robin started waiting at the gate to welcome us home or was it the blackbird tapping on the window, nature's own alarm call! . Well, I am really not too sure, but I do know that when I wake up each morning I'm overjoyed to hear their song.
It's such a thrill when the robin sits on my wing-mirror for a chat, or the blackbird darts across the path with dexterity and style. The heirachy of the birdtable never ceases to enthrall, especially the arrival of the Woodpecker who commands respect from us all!
