A little yellow face at the window of the bird box, a sudden flurry of feathers and then up in the tree a baby blue tit.
I don't think it was the first but it wasn't the last. It sat and cheeped in the tree looking very grumpy
and calling to its parents. ...
who came and fed it and supported it.
Then I ran about the house looking for a better camera and came back just in time to see this...
A little head looking right...
left.....
and then making the struggle ....
and out.
(Click to enlarge the pictures, sorry they are a bit fuzzy ...I was excited)
Its a breezy chilly day. Its the Village festival day. The fairground has arrived on the sports field about 300yards away. In about an hour the children of the combined schools and nurseries of the surrounding area will process noisily through the villages and make merry on the field.
And there are half a dozen new baby blue tits in the hedges and trees in our garden.
