A bit more father son interaction from yesterday and this time it is Blackbirds.
I was watching this bird enjoying a bit of “me time” on the far side of the garden.
He seemed to be enjoying himself, without a care in the world.
Then Junior turned up and it looked for all the world, like he was delivering a message.
The Blackbird listened intently and then he got up and hurried off on some errand.
“Mum says, you are to stop doing whatever it is that you think you are doing and….”
I shall never know.
I have spent a good part of today watching the garden birds and they have given me some wonderful moments which I would like to share with you.
First I need to tell you why I have been watching them. A couple of days ago I saw the Sparrowhawk back in the garden. Today I have been watching him. I think that it is an immature male. I photographed him making a kill and I will post that later. It will be clearly signposted so that you won’t stumble upon it accidentally and will be easy to avoid by using the “Recent Posts” link on the sidebar. I find it a bit distressing and realise that you may not want to see that but it is nature and I consider myself a naturalist. We will talk about it later.
The other birds that I am going to feature are still going about their business. The Hawk has been about all day and these pictures were taken before and after his visits.
Now I should really have called this post “How Good a Cook I Am!” 🙂 The Robins love my food but they don’t always seem to be able to hang on to the coconut shell and they have to use their wings a lot to stay in place.
Why are the Robins so mad about my tasty cooking? Well it might be because I have run out of mealworms. They do eat sunflower seeds as well and they are not starving.
I could watch and photograph these animals all day, I love them to bits but there are others who need my attention. Clear off little Robin.
And remember… Be careful out there. It is a dangerous world.
Remember our Blackbirds nesting in the tractor?
We haven’t had much on the blog about them because Blackbirds have a very low survival rate, only about 30% of nests go on to produce fledglings. I was not prepared to do anything to add to the difficulties they faced. Forget the photographs I just want healthy birds.
Yesterday I set the camera up to video the tractor so that I could monitor the comings and goings of the parent birds. It didn’t make compulsive viewing so I didn’t blog it. It was just a quick flash of a parent going in or coming out once every couple of minutes but I did make extensive notes:
F in L/Side 1:45
F out R/Side 2:38
That kind of thing. Poor little beggars don’t stand a chance.
Sometimes you can know too much for your own good and sure enough when I lifted the bonnet of that tractor today the nest was empty.
It’s enough to make a grown man cry.
Have you seen the price of mealworms?
It is not being a very nice day today. It is raining a lot with little bouts of sunshine and rumbling thunder in the distance. It should be perfect for photographing Mudeaters but the combination of a murky sky and the farm dogs is making it very difficult.
I love their feathered feet.
I am surprised that they are still gathering mud but I suppose that nests need constant maintenance.
Go away.I am “Hiding” so that the birds don’t see me.
You are giving the game away.
“I wear this mask to hide my true identity”
Hmmm…. Well, I think that you are a Goldfinch. Your secret is safe with me.
That’s enough birds for now.
Do you feel lucky?
No birds were harmed in the making of this blog post.