Just to reassure you, this is not a recipe! It was a remark made by John over breakfast during the Christmas break when he glanced out into the garden and saw a flurry of urgently feeding birds and squirrels chasing around. The whole garden seemed to be on the move and so it often seems at this time of year.
I think there are a number of reasons as to why the activity seems so frantic in the middle of winter. The days are short which not only affects the amount of time the animals have for feeding, but also when we get to see them. During the working week from late November until nearly the end of February, I only see the garden in the light at weekends, apart from Christmas, which is something that makes the holiday quite special. Suddenly we are at home for ten days and are around to see this compressed feeding frenzy. Equally the birds need to eat plenty in a short space of time to sustain them through the cold nights.
I can’t explain it, but it seems that there’s also a change from the moment we have passed the shortest day. Around 7.15am this week as I’ve been eating breakfast, I’ve been very conscious of the bird song. It wasn’t there before Christmas. Can the birds really be aware of that very small change in the earth’s rotation that signals longer lighter days are just around the corner?
We are also conscious of clusters of birds sitting around the trees, specifically wood pigeons and collar doves. Early one afternoon we had six wood pigeons and eight collar doves all perched in our birch and cherry trees. Today the top of the wood burner flue is popular!
Back in the autumn we made some changes to our bird feeding arrangements which weere short-lived – more about that in my next post! We were getting increasingly dispirited by filling the bird feeders on a Saturday morning only for a large flock of parakeets to descent and empty them by Saturday afternoon. Not only was this costing us a fortune but it was annoying to see the smaller birds losing out so much. As if inspired by the parakeets, we were also seeing more large birds dominating the feeders such as crows and magpies. Something needed to be done. In the end we purchased two new bird feeders, the sort designed to keep squirrels at bay, with outer cages to allow small birds in but to keep larger birds (and mammals) out. One of these feeders has mixed seed in it and the other fatballs. After a few months’ use we are pleased to say that these are allowing the smaller birds a fairer chance. The bluetits, great tits and chaffinches all love the new feeders and, having smaller appetites, there is food out there for them for most of the week. The larger birds are still welcome but they have to eat out of the remaining seed feeders and, once they are empty, then that’s it until we choose to refill them. Some of the more dextrous parakeets do try to get into the caged feeders but it’s sufficiently challenging for them that they soon give up and move on elsewhere.
Keeping the squirrels away from the seeds is an added bonus. However, it doesn’t deter their antics and they still like to jump onto the swinging feeders in an attempt to get whatever scraps they can. In squirrel terms, our large ginger cat Bryggen is probably the best squirrel deterrent. The more squeamish amongst you would prefer not know that 2014 will go down as a three squirrel year! It’s made Bryggen a hero with our elderly neighbour who detests squirrels. As well as having lots of pots with bulbs, he also has lots of small military models in his garden which the squirrels regularly move around much to his annoyance. His reaction to Bryggen’s most recent squirrel conquest, “If he were a bloke, I’d buy him a pint!”