Where do birds go at night?

Yes, it’s often the simple things that you never think about that turn out to be the most delightful discoveries. From our balcony we look down onto a row of large fluffy green trees – the kind that kids usually draw – and at 7.30 at night it’s amazing to see the green becoming dotted with black as hundreds and hundreds of birds come to roost. There’s lots of sqwaking and jumping from branch to branch as they settle into groups and pairs or find space for themselves. They puff up their feathers until they’re almost round and tuck their heads down under their wings.

Strange perhaps for a grown adult to find this so fascinating but having not lived directly above a tree before I never gave much thought to what was going on when hearing chirping and rustling in the trees at dusk.