A squadron of Long-tailed Tits sometimes flies sorties into our gardens. The bravest of which break off into a little air commando force for a lightening raid on the bird feeders in our front tree. This is normally the domain of a Sparrow colony who usually have their talons full trying to repel Blue Tit invaders. All of which seem to make themselves scarce when the Robin pops in for a snack.
The Long-tailed Tits don't hang around for long though. They fly in in a flurry of feathers and tweets, grab a quick bite and then they're off to the next target.
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