Twitching, or one man watching the birds
The swallows are out in force at the moment, and this year appear to be worse than the wasps, nesting in every overhanging nook and cranny. If this was not bad enough, our neighbor who doesn’t live here has some pigeons living in his chimney. His flue runs past our bedroom, and they wake up much earlier than I do. My top patio is covered in the discards of the swallows and pigeons, and sitting Continue reading Twitching, or one man watching the birds