I'm fortunate to have some great habitat right outside my window at home; it allows me to sit on the sofa and watch the goings-on of my neighbourhood birds. There's a cherry tree at the end of the patio, which is well connected to the hedge that separates our garden from the neighbouring garden and the apple tree that sits in the hedge. The ivy that covers a small stretch of fencing provides year round shelter for all manner of insects, although I often wonder how much survives the constant searching of hungry birds.
At this time of year, one of my favourite distractions is the sound of long-tailed tits arriving at the fat balls. They constantly call to each other 'this way, everyone, we're moving here now' as they flit through the branches. And, more often than not, with them come blue and great tits. You may have noticed this either where you live or whilst out on a walk - small parties of birds playing follow my leader through the trees as they search for food. There's good reason for this behaviour as not only is there safety in numbers but more pairs of eyes means more spying of food sources. If you're lucky, you might also catch coal tits, goldcrests and even chiffchaffs moving with the flock. At home, though, I'm just visited by the three most common members of the tit family.