I'm not sure if our cherry tree is "our" cherry tree. It's part of the hedge between our garden and next-door neighbour's garden and pre-dates us both.
Over the last couple of years it has begun to look a bit sickly with fewer leaves than it once had and not much in the way of blossom (or cherries). Maybe our cherry is on its last legs.
But the bare branches do seem to suit our resident swallows. Since they've arrived back the upper branches have been the song-post of choice. At the moment the female is sitting on eggs in the roof of our garage, but her mate hasn't been wasting his time - he's busy spending the evenings twittering away high up in the cherry.
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