I could hear the short staccato shouting of a small bird in the garden. Thinking it was the female blackcap again I went to get my camera, only to discover it was actually a wren sitting on the garden fence.
I’m impressed with the way the wren was able to preen its feathers and shout at the same time – that must take a lot of skill!
Suddenly the wren flew off, spooked by something on the other side of the fence. It didn’t go far though – it flew over to the opposite side of the garden, and continued shouting and preening for another few minutes before finally flying away.
