After finding a blue egg shell on the patio yesterday morning, I was taken up with doing some research into birds eggs and then their behaviour in general. I had been intending to start digging for the next hugel bed but was waiting for the predicted rain to soften the contacted soil in the herb garden first.
Unfortunately, this rain turned out to be a short burst of hail towards the end of the afternoon, so it’s as well I had something else to occupy me. And watching the birds as I was reading about them was such a pleasure.
I couldn’t get a decent shot of Mr Blackbird who has made my back garden his territory but he’s the one on the left hand side perched on the green (council) fence. He’d been foraging away in the garden, when the other one you might just be able to see decided he fancied a go in the same area.
Oh no, said my blackbird. He chased the intruder along the fence and across the path into the garden behind. And again and again, as Mr Intruder clearly wasn’t getting the message about who the straw and worms belonged to. Eventually, though, stern words did the trick and all was peace once again.
However, Mr Blackbird and his wife appear to be quite partial to the compost some of my onions are growing in. In fact, they’d chucked a good few of them out of their growing space while I was at work today.
But do I mind? Not a bit…. Apart from the entertainment they provide, it’s great to have some help with getting organic matter into the soil!