06:20 Up early this morning, mainly due to the change to GMT, but also because I could hear a bird singing. In my semi-somnolent state I couldn't identify the songster, but big respect to whomsoever it was. Mocha was pleased to see me though, at least up until the point that she realised the thrushes were going to be fed before she was. As I sliced up some apples, I tried to explain to her that the Blackbirds were out in the awful weather and probably needed a bit of pampering much more than a cat did. She remained wholly unconvinced. 07:10 Mocha has now been given her meds, heavily disguised in a cat yoghurt treat. From the kitchen window, I count 17 Blackbirds and a single Redwing. The wind and rain are increasing in intensity, and now hitting the rear of the house, meaning that the front garden is a little more sheltered. As if to prove my reasoning, a pair of Dunnocks appear from under the kitchen window. 07:30 Mocha fed (Cat edit: "finally fed"). 08:45 Megan's up...
A late start this morning, the sun was already well above the horizon when I finally stirred. It is Saturday, I guess, but it meant that I missed an opportunity to photograph dawn. As soon as I had fed Mocha, I put an apple out for the thrushes and a couple of Blackbirds immediately materialised out of nowhere. Photo: M Taylor Indeed, there were a few more species around than usual. A pair of Dunnocks hopped along the garden wall and into the undergrowth, the local House Sparrow flock put in an appearance (perhaps someone's feeders hadn't been filled) and a Collared Dove investigated what the Blackbirds were up to. Brief sightings of a Robin, a Wren and a pair of Pied Wagtails were then overshadowed by the first appearance this Autumn of a Blackcap. It was a male, with the eponymous headgear, and Megan immediately sliced up another apple in the hope of tempting it down onto the ground to feed. Alas, it seemed content to search the few remaining Sycamore leaves for insects rathe...