Little ones
This morning, as I stood in the conservatory, I saw a whole flock of blue tits along with the starlings collecting the food spilled by the pigeons. Like the long-tailed tits the other day, the blue tits came up to the glass, they came even closer, hovering in front of the panes. I expect they were seeking little insects on the windows, but it's as if the birds like me when I am on the other side of the glass.
I thought I might be able to get some pictures of them when I put their fresh food out, but, no.
It's nearly time for the little citrus trees to come inside, so I needed to make some space in the conservatory. I pruned all the geraniums. It felt brutal as they still had flowers and I am not sure that I did it all that thoroughly last year. Poor things, they look rather sorry for themselves.
It will soon be the turn of the little bonsais.
After the outside stuff, and a run, I began to tackle the presentation I am to do on Feeling into the Heart of the Hollow. I need to get some video footage... which means I need a person to hold the camera... or I could use my tripod.... A task for a dry day.
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