Tough times

OMG, the days are getting shorter again.

FFS, how can this be happening?

Half a year and have I sorted out my life and future? Have I bollocks.

Oh well, at least I don't have children.

I actually saw both parent robins together the other day. They exchanged a few cheeps, not the sweet nothings of late spring, but rather a slightly more impatient tone was used.

Hermes has not visited. On the whole, I see very little, given the jungle-state of the garden - despite my alleged pruning.

When it's nice, I sit outside for an hour or two of my shift. The pied wagtail looks at me, considers, flies down, flees. The tits and robins eat above me. The starlings complain.