By MsQuizzical


Sharp beak, brambles and glass.

We heard this wren scolding us on our lunchtime walk. It is standing on what used to be the ridge of one of a block of timber glasshouses. MrQ had them built in the 50s. They were quite state-of-the-art at the time, having twenty-four-inch glass. Previously panes were smaller. Eventually all this will have to be cleared. It's starting to look like sooner than later.   

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