The Dominant Species

The birds occupying the garden area outside SAC were in good voice this afternoon. Such was their volume, I wondered if some avian dispute was taking place, but saw no signs of aggressive behaviour on the part of our feathered friends. In fact, part of the pleasure of listening to them was linked to the invisibility of the birds, at least in the early stages of tuning-in to their tuneful cacophony. I suppose something territorial was going-on, but they may have just felt like announcing their dominance of our little world.

And I mean dominance. Birdsong in a relatively confined space has a rich thickness about it that leaves no doubt as to who is in charge.