~The birds are eyeing their new terracotta 'dinner plate' but have yet to land on it, I've found that birds of all persuasions take a while to get used to anything new.
I will of course keep watching and looking for signs of disturbance, tonight, just before I get in bed, I'll place a cover over it in case it pours down. There's not much worse than dealing with mucky moist seeds come the morning.
~This afternoon, after I'd had an egg, I watched as a one bossy pigeon browbeat fellow pigeons on the ground level wooden plate. He booted with his marble head any bird which dared to peck before him, his insistence on being chief pecker really annoyed me and puzzled me at the same time. It wasn't as if there wasn't enough to go round, blast it all, I spend £2 a week on seeds. But this hectoring lump, with his speedy head and fast moving feet roughed up all-comers.
But the other birds, to their credit, and with hunger no doubt fuelling their persistence, continued to grab what they could. I hate tyrants.
~On Friday I saw a Goldfinch and stared
spellbound on account of never having seen one before.
I knew it was a Goldfinch because there's a simple likeness of one on an old toffee tin of mine.
~In the garage I have, in various lengths, shelves of melamine laying on the floor so will, some time this week, do something of an aviarian nature with them. Wonder if they'd like that?
A kind of adventure playground for flapping brats:)
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