Blast Off!

Our wee blue tits are still busy, busy, busy. When they exit the box, they come out like feathery bullets and seldom take the same route twice in succession. It must be a sparrowhawk avoidance routine!
A somewhat damp morning directed us to deal with some housework (exciting!) and then the sun came out so it was out into the garden. Much time was spent sitting at the garden table watching the nest box and the antics of our feathered lodgers. I can think of worse ways of passing an afternoon!