New home for the blue tit.

Up in the eaves lives a new family of blue tits. Tiny little things that make such a noise yet disappear from view as they nip into their makeshift home with fat bugs to feed the babes. I love watching them fly, they do this swoop,. There's a big waft of wing before they tuck them tightly to their bodies and, looking like bullets flying through the sky, dip down before unfurling and flapping again. Such a joy to see.
They have a ready supply of nuts in the feeder and Luke has names for a few of them, 'Cheeky' being his favourite. Here he is surveying the field from his (and our) house.