Lunch with the birds.

An ice cold but brightly blue sunny Saturday morning and the ground is rock hard so we hang out a large new bird treat- one of those bix square mixes of fat and seeds and berries. It is soon mobbed by hungry tits of several sorts , dunnocks, thrushes , a blackbird and a couple of frankly already overweight sparrows. In one hour it is all gone. Sunday lunch reservations now being taken.