It’s enjoyable sitting in the garden at present – not just because of the virtuous, relieved feeling of having got it back under control after the holiday (garden dictator that I am) or because of the lovely weather, but also because if I sit still a blue tit will land on the gooseberry bush right next to me and examine it for insects that it can take back to its hungry brood in one of the bird boxes behind me. (Great tits currently in the starling box and blue tits in the sparrow box. Honestly . . . can’t they read!)
Not many bees around yet.