The front hedge is covered with berries, red berries that glow particularly brightly in the car brake-lights as I park in the evening. The number of berries in the back garden is rapidly diminishing under the onslaught of red-wings. As usual these bullies have chased off the resident black-birds, but they seem happy to share the lawn with them. Last week There were red-wings, black-birds and song-thrushes all on the lawn at the same time, while great and blue-tits explored the trees, chaffinches chased overhead and a robin skulked by the garage. Under the cover of an apple tree trunk, a greater spotted woodpecker was opening the bark on a pruned branch asthough it was zipped.
A collared dove and, a little later, a pidgeon, were chased out of the ash tree, apparently by a black-bird. Maybe this bird was feeling the frustration of being excluded from the holly and the hawthorn and taking it out on something more timid still.
I saw a female blackbird try a rosehip, but she didn't seem very impressed. I expect the roses will carry their jeweled fruits for a while longer.
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