The finch feeder has done its job.

The best thing to do would be to show some photos:

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As always, when in doubt post a few pictures to get things moving. And I’m happy that I was around to spot this and take a couple decent shots. This is as happy as I’ve been since I spotted a baby robin a couple days earlier:

But I think my favourite is the baby dunnock:

I’m still having a complete writing blank. So what I will say is feed the birds, they need it. For a short while under lockdown, the grass was green and growing tall, the wild flowers were flowering, and bees were buzzing. Going outside during early lockdown was a a bit strange, but it was a pleasure to see return. The future could have been so different, but all too soon, the mechanical hedge trimmers, strimmers, and lawnmowers returned. Where once he had lush green lawns, roundabouts, and roadside verges, we no have brown scrubland and no bees.

Look at what I had just outside the main entrance to my block of flats:

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And look what I have now:

The month of May 2020 has been the sunniest, driest, and possibly warmest May on record, so there is a chance that the lush green grass may have turned brown, but at least give it a chance. But I’m not the only person annoyed at this kind of thing and we shouldn’t even have to fight this battle. The problem is that making a mess of things is some peoples’ job and they’ll do it because that’s their job.

Changing the world for the better isn’t part of the plan of the people in charge. I’m not sure if they feel joy in anything. But that can’t be all of them. The problem is that once a system is in place, people fit in to it. That won’t stop me reminding my housing association what they’ve done, and it won’t stop me taking some photos of roundabouts and road verges to show the council what they’ve done.