At this time
of year some juvenile blue, great and coal tits still have yellow faces, and are easily
told apart from adults; they’re noisy, and some are probably still attached to
their parents. Marsh and willow
tits are not so easy to tell apart, and it was the ‘petuw, petuw, petuw’ call
that gave away the young marsh tit amongst the flock in the valley this
morning. They’re less common nowadays, but I can sometimes find them in deciduous
woods, and they’re still visitors to garden feeders, but alas not mine. Willow
tits on the other hand are much more elusive, and I haven’t seen one for a long
time, and I fear that they may be almost extinct on Gower.


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