Who’s guilty!

Of making a mess! I was looking out of the patio windows and could see the bark being thrown off the border. It was a juvenile thrush having a party. This is the only border around that has decent topsoil that can be dug in to by sharp beaks. We had rain earlier and the supply of worms was plentiful.

I’ve put a couple of grapes in a dish on the patio table to see if I can encourage him to visit on a regular basis. We had a tame blackbird when we lived in Lincolnshire who would land on the table and call for his breakfast every morning.