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When I was young, the lady next door to us was a spinster about 60 years old and very fond of wild birds. She lived with her mother who was about 90 and totally deaf. The 60 year old had a "pet" robin that used to come into her house for food. One day it hopped out of her kitchen, into the hall and straight through into the old lady's ground floor bedroom. Then it flew up onto the end of her old fashioned iron framed bed and sang and sang and sang. Job done it hopped out into the hall, through the kitchen and out of the back door. It once did a similar thing in our house only it just hopped from room to room, looking around, hopped up all the stairs, round all the bedrooms, down the stairs and out of the door.
My bird bath has been very heavily used this week. I change the water twice a day so at least it's fresh.
My Damson had fruits for the first time this year. I was very hopeful, but the birds had them all before they started to develop. Ah well, I've got loads of fruit on other bushes and trees. Sharing is good