All go

We've discovered where the local trysting spot, the meeting place for lovers, the equivalent of under the clock tower at the station, is. It's on the trellis in our garden. You rarely look out of the kitchen window without seeing a pair of collared doves. This year we've also gained a pair of wood-pigeons. They sit snuggling up to each other, passing on little kisses. It gets quite embarrassing at times to look out of the window over dinner to  watch such intimate canoodling.


We are a little anxious too. The trellis is getting pretty rickety. The winter storms have blown sections off, or apart at least. We are thinking of taking it down eventually. But then where will these lovers meet? We're coming to the conclusion if we do take down the trellis we will have to put something there for them to perch on. Perhaps an arched gateway on to the lawned area. Clearly some provision will have to be made for our feathered friends. Meanwhile this bigger, presumably heavier,  pair of birds, the wood-pigeons add to the strain, speeding up the need to get around to doing something.


Meanwhile the blue tits are in a frenzy of too-ing & fro-ing with food by the looks of things. New life must have emerged in the nest box. They always have a last look round & breather in the hedge just below, before they fly up to the box. Unfortunately the end nearest the nest box has died - drowned we suspect - so that's another thing that will need to be replaced. We know we want to put something there, something more water tolerant, as it screens off the neighbouring house & garden. Our bedroom window is close to the hedge on this side & we want privacy, even if the doves & wood-pigeons don't!