Barrel

D went off to the island and I went to the allotment - managed to put in quite a shift, grubbing and digging and thinning and transplanting...... I put new seed in the feeder, of course, but the birds seemed a bit shy of it. Think there was a cat about the place. But then just before I left I noticed the spudgers in the forsythia bush, with the top guard sparrow tweeting away to warn/alert the others. I hadn't realised just how stout he had become - the weather was mild so his feathers aren't fluffed out. What a barrel!