As the snow retreated from the sheep field next to my garden, the birds quickly returned to forage for food.
The starlings came in great numbers – scores at a time
– and pecked away voraciously.
The fieldfares withdrew from the melee of such greedy guzzling.
The redwing felt left out.
The thrush looked on with disdain.
The lone blackbird peered from a safe distance, beyond the fence.
The colourful goldfinch found his own quiet patch on the farm track, seemingly oblivious to the goings on.
WE’ve lots of starlings, blackbirds, but I’ve not seen a finch like yours!
The goldfinch is a very attractive small bird and occasionally ventures into the garden.
It is a hard spring for birds this year. Needs food.
That’s true Bente, but the worst is over now – we hope!!