Clarice

Working from home, in the kitchen, door to the garden open.

A ruckus! Ma Blackbird seeing off a fledgling Starling that had the nerve to land in "her" garden!

All went quiet. I resumed my work.

Rustling and scratching sounds could be heard.

Was it rats? Was it mice? No. It was the baby Starling.

Not only had it flown into my kitchen but hidden behind a bag of bird food and perched on a fat ball! The cheeky little blighter.

Obviously I called her Clarice and helped her on her way back to the garden!

(A slightly altered photo to show before and after I moved the bag)

I promise no bird photos tomorrow!