Never mind, the flowers and buds are a happy sight and certainly cheered me up to see them. No snow yet this year in East Anglia but that often arrives in February. Whilst on the subject of the flowering cherry tree in the garden, I can see the sign of buds on the branches, added to which there are now snowdrops and crocus flowering on the village green, definitely give an clear indication that spring is on the way, despite to continuing bad weather. Meanwhile it's parent (it's such a regular visitor that I have named this bird Selena, on the assumption it is a female) continues to live in my garden, cooing at us. After a few weeks the young dove vanished, I don't know what happened to it but hope that it made it to adulthood. It sat there weeks and eventually hatched an egg. Last year it built what can only be described as the most feeble looking nest I have ever seen within the tree just above our heads and the pathway under the tree. When not on the bird table this Dove sits in the branches of the cherry tree. This dove has almost become tame and sits on the roof of bird table whilst I put out the food, inches away from me, not seeming in the least bit frightened of me.

Regulars include a Robin, Blue Tit, Great Tit, pair of Blackbirds, Dunnock, Hedge Sparrow, several noisy Starlings, Woodpigeon, but the most regular of all is a Collared Dove who coos at us if the table is low on supplies, it will even peck indignantly at the kitchen window to remind me to fill the table. I have filled the table with lots of goodies to attract the birds and we have a steady stream of birds each day. I can sit spinning and see the bird table through the kitchen window with it's visitors.

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