While in the knot garden these last couple of months I have been following closely the development of a small nest of blackbirds.
Having chosen the somewhat hazardous location of a surprisingly low-down position inside the boundary yew hedging, my heart leaps each time a visitor hovers around the adjacent Tradescant tomb.. I think I’ve become a little too attached!
With both parents on the constant protective offensive (in between plying the nest of 4 youngsters with worms and grubs from our over-filled compost bins) it’s not hard to miss all the activity. This is of course now heightened particularly due to the approaching maturity of our new birds. I sneaked a couple of photos of the parents and of the first to leave the comforts of the homestead. I can’t help but think however that they are not even close to being fully formed enough to move out…
Worried!
