I’m looking out the window. Wood pigeons bounce round the garden. Feathers preened and plumed. They can’t help but chase each other off when there’s food nearby (sometimes missing out on the food in they’re protecting). Four squirrels snuffle for seed. A baby one decides how its going to get down to the others from off the shed roof. A pheasant shows up. Purple irridescence shining off him. He’s handsome and he knows it. A magpie swoops in making everyone duck for cover. Blackbirds sing, a cat meows. Finally, jackdaws enter the scene and begin their morning foraging. This is a special wildlife haven. I’m lucky to have seen all that.