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. As ever, it was slight struggle to find my daughter’s binoculars in one of the kitchen drawers, and when I got them to my eyes, the tree was bare.  They looked a bit like thrushes, but they weren’t. Even I know a thrush when I see one. The mystery

.Monday 9th A rose chafer, apparently dead on a bedroom floor stirs slightly in the palm of my hand so we offer it honey water on a tissue. It laps it up and after an hour in the morning sun it flies off, revived.No such success with the thrush found dead

freely along a metal wire strung out in a line through the middle of the strawberry beds. The feline was then able to patrol up and down chasing thrushes and blackbirds off of the fruit. If the weather was inclement, a short length of drainpipe at each

couple of thrushes look curiously at the small gaggle of blue/ great/ long-tailed tits in the apple tree. Four wood pigeons hunch, bored, in the big sycamore tree. I think there’s even a robin perched way off in the distance. I only give it five minutes

across the water surface, and the newts are in full-flow courtship below.Blackbirds and thrushes are working double-time on the lawn and the local woodpigeons seem constantly out of breath, they are so busy.But for me, the highlight of the last few days

increasing year on year: great spotted woodpecker up 141 per cent since 1995, blue tit up 7 per cent, great tit 46 per cent, coal tit 17 per cent, long-tailed tit 27 per cent, nuthatch 80 per cent, song thrush 13 per cent, and blackbird 23 per cent. But it