8.00am on a Sunday morning and I am woken by my alarm. I must be crazy! Most people would still be tucked up in bed. But I have got my TV switched on waiting for the blue tits to arrive.
Being at work all week has meant I haven’t been able to keep an eye on them, so I am making the most of it this weekend.
The male usually arrives between 8am and 9am, but as 9am comes and goes, there is still no sign. I have been sitting watching an empty nest box now for 2 hours. (Don’t worry, I have been multi tasking with household jobs) But my patience has paid off. Yes! He has arrived! Later than usual (perhaps he has had a Sunday morning lie in).