Butterflies have been abundant and I've been trying to snap pictures of them when I can.
But when we were last out in the garden we noticed a different blackbird - it may be Benji's son, we're not sure. He looks a little raggedy (possibly due to still losing his baby feathers?) so I've called him Scrappy Toots.
He's quite friendly, though, and came all the way up to my foot but I didn't want to get my phone out to take a picture in case it scared him away.
SBB has cleared along the back hedge, creating a tunnel in the foliage which looks rather magical, I think.