Little Miss, the baby sparrow, is still at the fatball feeders feeding nearly all day long. A couple of days ago, her Daddy came in and spent some time with her, and the were feeding together companionably at the fatball. Then a few moments later, her mother flew in, and the 3 sparrows were flying round my garden. And I am thinking oh good, they’ll be going on to pastures anew, and I won’t have to baby sit Little Miss any more.

But yesterday Little Miss had been dumped the the fatball feeders again by her Daddy. She was quite happily feeding off the fatball and the aphids on my rose bushes. She did a lot of grooming and stretching of her wings. And she played again with strings of loose dried grass hanging from the rose thorns.

Every time my little female Bluetit came in the garden to get food for her babies (she is coming every few minutes), she comes over to check on the baby sparrow, Little Miss. Comes up to her, says something in Bluetit, then flies to the other feeders to get her supplies. If Little Miss is in the rose bushes on a branch, then Mrs Bluetit comes up to that branch, checks on Little Miss, then goes and gets her own supplies, and back to her own babies.

Now, yesterday the mum of Little Miss came in, and sat on the twigs I have through the bird feeder nearest me (and where all this action takes place). And she was looking at Little Miss who was happily feeding and taking care of herself. Then suddenly Mum lunged at Little Miss and deliberately pushed her off her twig. Little Miss was taken totally by surprise and fell like a stone straight down, but landed on her feet on the ground. Right in front of Midnight (cat) who is feeding. Midnight looked up, he is not interested, and carries on feeding.

Little Miss flies up to the fatball feeder, and begins feeding again. Her Mum flies away.

Then moments later, Mr Blackbird comes in the garden and goes straight for Little Miss and attacks her.

"Don't you b____y dare", I yell out of the window.

Midnight is still feeding, but now sits upright rigid, not daring to move.

Little Miss was knocked off her twig again, but does a loop the loop this time and returns back to her twig.

A few moments later her Daddy appears. Little Miss turns into quivering jelly as she explains to her Daddy about her Mum shoving her off, and Mr Blackbird attacking her with his beak. Her Daddy takes no notice, takes a couple of pecks of food and flies off.

Little Miss grooms herself, stretches her wings, and settles between the twigs of the feeder for a sleep it looks like.

Mrs Bluetit comes in for her food, but checks on Little Miss first, chides her for sleeping in the open, and so Little Miss gets up and feeds again.

My little Bluetit is doing an amazing job in caring for another species of bird.

Baby sparrow babysitting sitting duties again today, Little Miss was the first customer of the day, for the bird feeders, at 4:30 am...no cats yet, it is raining, cold and windy...

Creative today. A kaleidoscope in Laboscope. I have some wheat growing in my garden, and this is of that and the Golden Box.

My cuppa tea didn't get cold this morning. I had an iced drink instead...it stayed cold...