I'm not sure that this can officially be my 'part 2' as I'm sorry to say that the photographs show a one-off event. But hey-ho, the excitement was tremendous as was the scream that emitted from my mouth!
One morning last week I was standing at the kitchen sink and noticed movement at the end of the garden. Yes, feeder movement.
"THERE'S A BIRD ON MY FEEDER!!!! THERE'S A BIRD ON MY FEEDER..COME QUICK!"
Sure enough my eyes weren't deceiving me, there was indeed not one but 3 sparrows on my feeders. I ran out with my camera hoping my screaming had not frightened them away.
I was hoping that this might be the start of a wonderful relationship but as I mentioned before, they have not been back. I don't know what's worse - the newly felt 'we tried but we won't be back' rejection or the 'we've never noticed your pathetic feeders' rejection of old. I can hear them chirping outside as I write this so I think it has to be the first one. Fancy them being so blatant - being in the neighbourhood and not stopping by for a snack. Let's hope that I can soon write a part 3 about us all being on first name bases. Yes Sparrow family, I'm waiting for that day.
