It's a perfect, still morning and the air feels like fresh washing just hung out to dry. The wrens are out making the most of it and I'm so happy to see them again!
A male built a nest in my shed earlier this year (it would've been one of several - the males do the initial construction and then the female will do the interior design, rearranging things and lining her chosen nest with feathers) and when I found it in pieces on the floor I was never sure if it was attempted predation, weather damage or just shoddy workmanship. They're incredibly noisy for birds that weigh around 7-12g (a quarter to just under half an ounce) and he'd always shout at me when he thought I was getting too close. Impossible to get a good picture of them without a lot of patience and a much better camera than my phone has (which is why I started writing this in the morning and then my phone died)
I hadn't seen them around much since then but today they're back, at least one of both adults and juveniles as best I can tell. I only noticed them when some of my biggest, boldest birds started making alarm calls and there's still a lot of concerned buk-buk-ing every time they spot one

Only Nora seems intent on killing them; wish she'd do the same with the latest baby rats. She's being really mean to a lot of the chooks today too, even the Sussex girls who were her hatch mates and should be more senior since they're already laying and she isn't. I'm thinking that and the fact she's suddenly found her voice might mean she'll be laying fairly soon herself.