Eventually you give up when calumnies gets too rough, when the knocking on the window sill eating into your head, and when everyone´s eyes are on you, and they have that killing gaze!
I´m talking about great tits…
They´ve been nagging for weeks now and tonight I gave up. Seasonal bird feeding is started. I barely had time to get the spruce twigs on the roof before the first guests landed. Guess who they were? Great tits of course, herds of them. Hungrier than Egypt´s locusts, they will cost me a fortune this winter.
And I love it – of course!