Brighten up your day with Sue Grant’s weekly updates of what’s happening early doors in her garden this spring.
“This week’s challenge has been ‘Hunt the Wren’. This tiny mouse-like bundle of energy has teased me every morning. With its shrill cascade of twitters and tweets, hundreds of them undetected by the human ear, it has proclaimed its presence almost every day.
“But where? I creep up behind the skimmia, lurk in the shadow of an old tree stump, crawl under the hawthorn hedge – good job no neighbours can see me! Just as I am within touching, but not seeing, distance, it falls silent. Ten seconds later I hear the tantalising song coming from the other side of the garden.
“Sometimes it has seen me coming. “Chat chat chat” and it’s away. Occasionally, later in the day, I catch sight of the little perisher flitting around under the rose bushes, but never still enough for a quick photo. I believe that Mr Wren builds two or three nests for his missus, then she chooses which one she likes. Sounds good to me!
“The brilliant splashes of yellow in the borders are now joined by small patches of beautiful blue: scillas, grape hyacinths and, my favourites, forget-me-nots. I bend close to the ground to examine patches of dog-ear fungus in the mossy “lawn”. Futuristic, delicate shapes, black with curly white edges. To me they look beautiful, but common sense tells me they are not welcome.
“My delphiniums are shooting up, now to be protected by wire from the clumsy pheasants. Early in the morning I’m usually up before them, but later on they will be trampling the ground under the bird feeders waiting for tiny morsels falling away from the bluetits’ feast. And I heard my first willow warbler this morning. Spring has arrived!”
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