At this time of the evening the Wood Pigeons begin to roost in the trees across the way, trees with leaves beginning to bud now, the Starlings chase one another round high above and the Blackbird and Thrushes take a high spot and inform the world around that this is their patch and he is watching all that goes on within it.
These poor birds must be tired. I read somewhere that a small caterpillar appears at this time, dangling forlornly from all the trees where it emerges, and Blue Tits need 18,000 of these to feed their young! They, like all the rest, spend all day guzzling as much grub as they can so mum can produce eggs and then both spend the day guarding the nest and feeding the chicks when they emerge. To to this all these birds are chasing the worms and wee beasties and searching around for hanging feeders that are found in almost every garden these days. Some say this actually makes the birds prosper better than when all this was farmland as they find food easier and often better prepared for them. Whether this is so you can decide but one thing is clear they like the Suet and Mealworm pellets found here as I have to refill them daily. Tomorrow I must go to the 'PoundShop' where they are found and buy more. It's costing me more to feed these birds than feed myself!
Mind you money may be flowing out soon, the Hoover, the cheap Tesco variety, was failing to clean and the burning smell was worrying. That ended when I removed the long shoelace that was entwined around it but it still fails to work. Later I will have to clean the whole thing out properly and see if that works, tomorrow is museum day all day, and if it fails a new proper one might be needed. I did splash out (£4) on new scales as clearly my 30 year old ones