I heard no birds
In the winter churchyard.
It was just
The cold sky
The tombs
And I
On a darkening afternoon.
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I heard no birds
In the winter churchyard.
It was just
The cold sky
The tombs
And I
On a darkening afternoon.
K Morris - Poet 
My experiences are birds nowadays wanting a greater audience. They are nomore singing for only a few persons. 😉 xx Michael
Perhaps you are right, Michael. Plus it was particularly cold yesterday, hence the sensible birds where almost certainly sheltering in their warm roosts!
This is true, Kevin! Our great tits only come when the sun is shining. But then every day at eight o’clock. 🙂 xx Michael
Your mention of Great Tits reminds me of my grandfather who had a nesting box on his garden shed. I remember Blue Tits laying their eggs their. Some of the young survived and flew away, others did not make it.