Birds in our garden include the blackbird that sings each morning. A few weeks ago, my lodger warned me of a blackbird's nest in a bush near the patio, and to tell the gardeners not to disturb the birds. All seems well and the fledglings have flown.
Now that I can look at the empty nest, I'm both saddened and glad to see that it's lined with the soft white down from my chickens that the fox caught last month.


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