What kind of tit did *you* expect?

Last Sunday, before the snow, it was looking very springlike in the garden. And, to my great joy, our famous nesting box got new tenants. The husband managed to take some photos through the kitchen window:

In kingfisher mode

In "Easter egg on sticks" mode

We lost no time and put up the spikey things we bought after this episode. I’ve once again forgotten what they called in English (or German) but apparently the French term is “stop minou”. That’s the plan, indeed!

I think this may be my last post for a couple of weeks — still a lot of work on my desk before we’re off on vacation — but I’ll be back in mid-March (with lots of fish photos, I hope). Be good!