I am on presently on holiday from work, catching up on some jobs around the house. This morning the task was to trim the Ash tree in the front garden. It needs to be trimmed annually, otherwise it gets really big and interferes with the phone lines.
As a merrily sawed and lopped in the tree tops, my attention was drawn to "Gyp, Gyp Gyp" ............. bloody hell a Crossbill. I watched it fly off in the direction of Burnside.
Next job was spreading a tonne of red chips in the driveway. The man delivered them and as the crane (on the lorry) not a bird, lowered them into position, 2 Buzzards drifted over the Avenue. There are plenty of Buzzards in the surrounding area but I don't see them too often over the house.
A well earned cup of tea mid afternoon coincided with Fieldfare calling from trees in a neighbouring garden.
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