I’ve been watching for a while. First, as the little bluetits explored their options, then as Mrs Bluetit decided against moving house, they began rebuilding, flying backwards and forwards with the materials they needed to make a soft, warm nest for their babies.
There was a bit of a lull then, as Mum got busy laying their eggs, while Dad defended their nest against all comers.
Now, the pair of them are running themselves ragged, cleaning the nest daily and making constant sorties, every few minutes, to bring food back for their babies.
They are far from tame, but totally unafraid of the strange creature with the camera. I don’t approach the nest, though there have been a couple of near misses as I have been walking close by as they come in to land. But they approach me, hunting grubs, seeds and small insects, with the desperation that is rendering Dad rather scruffy. He looks as if he has a ‘mohawk’ haircut half the time.
Sitting in a shady corner, they come to within a few feet as I click away, hoping to get the odd decent picture from a camera I don’t really aim… I am enjoying their presence too much.
In this time when so many things are in flux and there is so much fear and uncertainty in the world, these little creatures remind me that Nature is just doing what Nature does… and why should we humans accept her gifts yet think ourselves exempt from her claws.
In a few short weeks, the babies will leave the nest. Some may not make it… falling foul of cats, magpies and the myriad dangers the wide world holds for them. But some will thrive and with luck, we will see the fluffy, yellow-beaked chicks take their maiden flight. A tiny reminder that no matter what is going on around us, the cycle of life continues.
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
Such sweet captures Sue.
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Thanks, Cindy. The parent birds always look rather frazzled by this point 🙂
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Those dead-feathers do seem to be sticking out in all sorts of different directions. 🙂
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Overworked and it shows 🙂
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‘head-feathers’ 😀 … I’ve noticed that my fingers are slacking off in their attempts to keep up with my brain these days … gonna blame it on Covid-19! 🙂
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I blame most things on it at the moment 😉
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Beautiful and so reminds me of Tit Terrace. We’d put up 3 boxes but only had one taken. The first year I counted 15 babies fledge from Tit 1. We had lodgers the following year too but not again. Wonderful to watch.
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They are indeed lovely to watch. This one is under the eaves at Nick’s 🙂
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Lovely.
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Happy moments, Sue…
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Oh yes 🙂
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Thank you so much Sue This is so interesting,. I am a confessed bird watcher who goes to remote places–ofetn swampy– on expeditions to find them in their beauty. Best wishes.
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I don’t go out bird watching…but I watch them wherever we go (when we can go anywhere… 😉 )
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Great, Sue. I love the mohawk – Dad certainly could do with a spa day 🙂
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He looks a tad fraught 😉
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Beautiful Sue. Hope you and your camera are around for the babies.
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So do I, Fransi… they are lovely little fluffballs 🙂
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Your words are so true. Amazing photos Sue.
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Thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome 😉
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The wonders and beauties of nature…
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She never fails 🙂
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I love the way you see the world. Thank you for this reminder!
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Thank you, Cara 🙂
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They’re cute! We have a robin couple who are hanging around in our cherry tree. I hope they do nest there, it would be cool to see!
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The robins are nesting close to my garden…and the dog likes to have a big bowl of water outside the window, so they are coming in daily for a drink and a bath 🙂
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Aw! That’s cool 🙂
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It’s definitely a bird’s life. 😉 xx
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🙂 xx
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These are wonderful photos, Sue. And Dad really does have a mohawk cut! Nature tends to ground us. Thanks for this most enjoyable post. ❤
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He is still being run ragged… but he is lovely 🙂
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These are encouraging words, Sue. Your photos are outstanding. Hugs.
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Thank you, Michelle x
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