Flirting blue tits

It’s been an exciting day so far. There was an unexpected visitor at the bird feeder, a starling no less. It liked my half coconut shell, which is stuffed full of delightful birdie goodies, pecking away at it for around ten minutes. Then two blue tits appeared in the bushes beyond my window, flirting outrageously with one another. (It’s that time of year.) For every five fuzzy shots I managed to get one good one.
    After that I finished formatting a new slender volume of the usual rubbish entitled Quince & Other Fruits. Phew!