#169 | sparrows | | [off]

we occasionally hang fat balls off the balcony railings. the birds adore them, and for a while it's lovely to have an occasional robin, blue tit or finch come a-pecking. and then the sparrows find them - the sparrows that arrive in flocks of fifteen and demolish all four fat balls in a couple of hours, leaving behind a shit splattered balcony floor.

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