The false economy of a cheap seed mix

The blue tits dealt with the cheap seed mix by jabbing up seed after seed, turning their heads, and spitting them out onto the ground before finding something worth eating. Instead I pour in pure sunflower seeds. Their papery husks are the same black and white as the stripes at the tips of this great tit's wing-feathers. He visits the feeder over and over, retreating into the safety of the hedge-insides to hold each seed in his feet and peck the goodness out.