Robin.
Parent.
Robin.
Juvenile.
Robins.
Parent and juvenile.
Together.........sort of.
Mrs Swan and four vulnerable cygnets.
The pond has been drained for bridge works.
Hence all the mud.
How long have we got to sit on this mud, Mum?
Mr Swan is off in his own world, as per.
Robin.
Finding things to eat in the mud.
Pigeons.
Canoodling and........
.........doing a bit more than canoodling.
In public.
Seeds for the birds.
Grey and not exactly warm upstream.
Grey and not exactly warm downstream.
Fallen tree is still being chopped up.
Mrs River-Swan is still sat on the nest.
On Pitchcroft.
Outward bound.
Skyscape.
Worcester Cathedral and friends.
Blue Tit.
Two Westies.
We hope to learn their names in due course.
On Pitchcroft.
Homeward bound.
Mrs River-Swan.
Are her eggs ever going to hatch?
Spag.
Female.
Enjoying Cath and Tony's bird food dish.
Robin.
Out on a limb.
Wiping the trolley down.
Going in.
Well in.
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