This is one of my favourite times of year when the birds are so busy feeding their young and defending them. I love to sit in my conservatory and watch. I have just seen the thrush that spends most of her time collecting worms on my lawn, vigorously chasing a huge jay away from her nest. She shows such courage and selflessness. In line with everything on the planet ascending the frequency of the birds’ songs has risen. The other day I was entranced by a skylark fluttering above me as I walked the dogs and joyously singing its heart out over the world. Watching nature reminds me to count my blessings.