When I opened the window to take that shot I counted 12 birds departing swiftly from the tree.
This shot shows the same scene from inside the kitchen, and the table where my parents eat their breakfast and lunch (when it's not warm enough to eat it at the table outside).
This is a list of the various birds that my mother saw over the course of a single day three weeks ago:
Buzzard (Not at the table, but sitting on the fence. Note: European meaning of buzzard, not American)
Seagull (not actually on the bird table, but sitting in the field next door)
Pheasant (standing under the bird feeder that's out of shot to the left).
Greater Spotted Woodpecker
That's not including birds that turn up intermittently, and happened to not drop by that day:
I can see why my mother, who has always loved birds, loves this place. While she loved dearly the cats we owned for a while in Kent, she hated that it meant that we never had any birds in the garden. This is basically paradise for her.
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