Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: three-quarters full. Number of heart palpitations from fright: countless.
Another boring but nice day ended just horribly.
There were a few quiet bangs during the early evening, which should have warned us. But no, it came as a total surprise when it was fully dark. We had all just nodded off and then there were huge explosions! Flashes of coloured light! Screaming sounds! Poppity, poppity, pop! All through the night. I didn’t get a wink of sleep. I feel dreadful; I really hate the people’s Sky Hawks Night.
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