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, the birds have been gathering grass, moss and dead leaves for the last fortnight, sneaking them through a gap above the shed door and constructing their nest within. The gap is too small for any marauding predators, and Chris, my mother-in-law, has vowed

of each bird at a time taking food from the feeders. Suddenly the garden explodes in a flurry of activity, as both pairs of birds race around the garden, finding caterpillars and other morsels to feed their young. It’s all over by the end of June, although