Frayed

… is what this parent Blue Tit must be feeling. I didn't venture away from the house and caught up with some correspondence. We don't get many tits in the garden. Blue tits, maybe the odd one, occasionally two. Great Tits spasmodically, Coal Tits, almost never. today, however, suddenly we have been inundated 2 Coal Tits, a brood of half a dozen or so Great Tits, and 7, possibly 8 Blue Tits, visiting the feeders all day. By this afternoon, many of the youngsters seemed to have mastered the skill of feeding themselves - probably to their parents' relief so the window for getting this shot was quite narrow, and why I went with it in preference to this one.
Quite a day!
As I write, Goldfinches are arriving. Better stock up!