pole dancing

The gorgeous squabbling gold finches have returned. The crows and magpies have been dominating the garden feeders (peanut and fat balls), but I've put a knackered old seed feeder out that has lost it perches and hey presto the big lads can't use it, so we have all the little birds back again. Yesterday we had a blue tit tapping at the window, we assume asking for a seed top up?! So sweet, until next doors cat cottoned on, then it was back to chucking the gravel at the pesky puss, who ignores the big birds but reliably creeps in to the garden when the small tasty ones visit.