The flagstones on our garden path have been littered with smashed snail shells since early spring, thanks to the predatory skills of our resident song thrushes. Last week their fledgelings left the nest and so far they seem to be doing pretty well.........
... although this one still has a lot to learn. This morning it spent ten minutes perched on the back of a garden seat, demanding to be fed by its own reflection in the window.
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