I don’t know why the birds in my garden seem so insistent on fledging in the rain. This little blackbird’s been practicing his flying around the back garden for the past few days.
The nests have been very well hidden this year, so although I could hear lots of chicks, I haven’t been able to see them until they’ve started to fly.
One of the best things about working in a building at the bottom of the garden is that I actually get to see all this happening.