Sparrows

We have one of the much maligned big leylandii hedges, which buffers the
garden from the North Easterly winds that sweep across the Nene Valley
straight from frozen Northern realms, (feels like it anyway).   It provides
shelter to a flock of sparrows my husband calls the Pump House Gang.   We
feed them and anything else that comes by in the winter and although they
can be a pain (esp with things like newly emerging peas - the battle of
wits to dissuade them is a another story) I would hate to be without them. 
 Likewise with the Starlings, they were an object of dislike - they were so
noisy and aggressive - until they disappeared.   We have a few now but I
miss the drama of watching the huge flocks that gathered to roost on winter
afternoons, and I miss their chatter.   The birds bring the garden to life.
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