There's some very intense nest-building going on here at the moment. Just around the house there's the old swallow nest that's being refurbished in the garage, blue tits have moved into the sparrow terrace box (why not?) and a pair of sparrows are busy coming and going to a hole in the eaves of the house.
At the centre of all the activity is our rabbit hutch, where one of our pair of rabbits is moulting. The rabbit, a grumpy-looking, flop-eared veteran called Sweep, is shedding fur and it's caught on every surface of the hutch and run.
Of course, the timing of his moult is proving very convenient to the neighbourhood's birds, which are collecting beakfuls of the fine hair. This morning I've spent half and hour watching and seen a wren, a great tit and a female chaffinch all come to gather what must be top quality nest liner.
