The starlings have arrived!

All was quiet in the hidden garden until the mob of rowdy youngsters barged in.

Shiny, iridescent green, chattering at the top of their scratchy voices.Full of raw energy.

Bullying each other for their favoured perch, the smaller birds long gone.

All rough and tumble around the feeder until suddenly they're off in a swirl of wings, leaving the garden strangely quiet!