Anyone with an exceptional memory (so that excludes me for a start) might recall that I have bird nesting boxes in the garden. The one that I've shown on the blog in the past was a 'three bay' box sitting on the north wall of my garage and visible from the house window that overlooks The Minch.
I'm sure that the view is the last thing in which the sparrows who occupy my boxes are interested. The old box succumbed to the ravages of the Hebridean weather and old age in a northerly gale at the end of last last year and is no more. The new boxes were too late for last year's nesting season but this year the alpha male sparrow has invited his potential mate to view the property.
"Look pretty much the same to me!"
"I think we'll have this one."
