They spend most of their time play-fighting and consequently are exhausted by the end of the day. It's like having two fluffy children in the house.
Before Dougal arrived I had an early morning patient to see. She was running late so Teddy and I had ten minutes peace in the sun on the bench at the top of the garden listening to the bees who were buzzing in a shrub near the clinic. I don't know the name of the shrub so any suggestions gratefully received, but the bees seem to adore it, which is good because last night I rescued a honey bee from the house only to find him dead this morning. Good bee news was therefore very welcome this morning.
Our apple tree is looking magnificent this year. The blossom is just starting to flutter down and pepper the lawn. Bees are all over it too.
I think I mentioned in a previous post that we lost our Head Robin a few weeks ago. I have missed him/ her singing in his/ her place in the magpie nest tree. Well, some weeks ago I became aware of a nest that had been made in a plant pot on an old set of shelves that lean against the back of the house. It's a protected and quiet place because the back door isn't used and I've been keeping a discreet eye on it. Not having seen anyone moving in or out of it at all I decided that I would check it out today.
There were three eggs in it, but it was clear that no-one's been there for a good while because there were spider webs across the eggs. M bought me a very good book last year - the BTO Field Guide to Identifying Nests, which I hadn't yet had a chance or a need to use. With a sinking heart and a pretty good idea of what I was going to find I looked up Robins and sure enough it does look very much like a Robin's nest. I suspect it belonged to our poor lost Head Robin, who must have died or been killed just after laying the third egg before having a chance to brood them.
I feel we are not doing very well with our garden birds this year and that saddens me. There is still time I know but I really would have expected to have seen baby robins and bluetits by now. By the same time last year there had already been several different baby birds in the garden. So far this year we have only had the Blackbird's Child, and that ended sadly. Ho hum, it is nature I know (I seem to be saying that a lot this year) and I will just have to keep fingers and toes crossed.