Sunday, 22 May 2016

22/05/2016, The squirrels have come to dinner.

I was busy weeding when my eye caught sight of a massive grey wiggling tail by the feeding bowl on the opposite side of the garden. It was a mama squirrel or a papa squirrel. Or could one of the babies have grown so big already? A little further away a large bird I have seen in my garden many times before,waiting its turn. How does it feel being pipped to the post? A four member squirrel family had a home in my garden until about a year ago, then the builders next door scared them away. They found a new home in one of the near-by gardens, now and then popping round to mine  for a feast. I hope to have the whole family back safe and sound once the builders have finished by the end of August, well, that is what the owner expects,but I have my doubts. As I filled four large bags with weeds and leaves a tiny bird with red belly was flittering about, often at arm's length, showing no fear. Could it be my old friend I have not seen for months and months?

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