It's raining, but the garden is full of birdsong!
There is a blackbird pair foraging under the trampoline, a grumpy robin in a shrub on one side keeps dive-bombing out then fleeing back, some other birds that I can't identify in another shrub on the other side, starlings grazing across the lawn, and, most exciting of all, three coal tits in a little potted olive tree right by the window! They keep flying out and perching on the brickwork where I can see them.
AIBU to be totally, bonkersly, besotted? 