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A dull cloudy morning today.

The baby sparrow that her daddy brought her to the fatball feeders is still here all by herself. For about 3 days now, no apparent parent in sight.

She has been a very competent little baby sparrow, Little Miss. Little Miss has been by the fatball feeder right next to my bedroom for 24/7. So, I have had a ringside seat. She spends a good part of the day grooming herself all over. Spreads her wings, and cleans between every feather. Then she does all her other feathers. The other half of the time she is eating from the fatball feeders. Yesterday she discovered that my scented white roses which are all round the fatball feeders are covered in aphids. The best ones for Little Miss appear to be on the buds. But this rose bush has very tiny roses, it is a climber, and the stems are very slender. Little Miss hasn't quite grasped that she cannot land on any stem that is thin otherwise she ends up on a downward dive.

This morning, she was at her favourite feeder right outside my bedroom window, and my little female Bluetit landed next to her. Little Miss suddenly turned into a quivering mass, and asked Mrs Bluetit for food saying she was a helpless baby. Mrs Bluetit told Little Miss that she had her own babies to feed, but as Mrs Bluetit flew away, she called back she would tell her daddy that Little Miss missed him badly.

That must have been what Mrs Bluetit said, because moments later Mr Sparrow came flying into the garden, but just to the top of the willow tree. Little Miss was feeding, out of sight, but she knew her daddy was there, left the feeder and flew to her daddy. But he flew out of my garden. She did her quivering bit on top of the willow tree, but her daddy didn't come back to feed her. So back she came to the fatball feeders and is eating away again. She has no intention of leaving this fatball feeder or my rose bush.

Then Little Miss was playing like a small child does when it is exploring this new world of theirs. There was a piece of dried grass entangled in the rose thorns. Little Miss was tugging it, pulling it, swinging this piece of grass from side to side.  I was fascinated watching her fascination with this piece of grass. I look down, my tea is cold.

Creative today, a kaleidoscope in Laboscope of  the buds on my raspberry bush. It looks rather like a Christmas card!!

Time for a fresh hot cuppa.
It is rather chilly this morning.