Ghillie Suit Gardening – Live Dispatch: Fledgling Season Madness
This is my favourite time of year in the Wildlife Cafe.The House Sparrow chicks have left their nests and the garden has officially turned into a nursery playground on steroids. The Littlies are everywhere — whizzing through the air like tiny feathered missiles, crash-landing on feeders, chasing each other through the hedges, and generally behaving like they’ve had far too much squash and no adult supervision.And when they get hot and tired? They head straight for the Lido.Today I heard the most outrageous chorus of excited chirping and splashing. When I looked out, there were ten of the tiny rascals in the big birdbath alone, flapping, dunking, and generally having the time of their lives. One little legend had even claimed the old roasting tin as his personal infinity pool and was doing solo laps like a pro.It was pure, unfiltered joy.While the adults are busy with their dramas (Felicity’s sulking, DW’s quiet determination, the Cyrils causing havoc), the youngsters are just living. No worries, no responsibilities — just splashing, playing, and discovering the world one chaotic flight at a time.These moments make everything worth it. The early mornings, the endless feeder top-ups, the soggy seed, the fox stakeouts… it all melts away when you see a gang of baby birds turning your birdbaths into a water park.Long may the fledgling madness continue. The Littlies have spoken — summer is here, and the Lido is open for business! 
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