The Holy Trinity

No, not the tit shots - the feather, the splatter and the discarded trolley which form some of my 'occational' series.

On my walk this morning I saw some activity high in a beech tree which looked like there was some nest building material being brought in.
I first thought "You're having a laugh - You will never fit in there" - but I was wrong. With a lot of flapping and squeezing they were getting in - with their twigs.