We had a conversation about Andrew feeding the birds before we moved.
It's lovely to have the finches, robins, and blackbirds, along with a couple of wandering pheasants, regularly feeding at the bird table.
This morning, however, we became Starling Central - someone let slip that Andrews is feeding the birds again.
The noise was deafening, but it is, however, a spectacle to behold.
this is only half the pack.
