Posted: Mon Apr 17, 2006 7:30 pm
Having seen a thrush fly out of the garden with worm plus some of the food I had thrown out for the birds, it is obvious we had thrush chicks nearby.
I love this time of year.
Feeding the birds all the year round, we get loads in the garden. At the moment we seem to have been invaded by siskins. There can be as many as 20 in the garden at any one time, they really love the sunflower hearts I put out. We are also getting quite a few goldfinches. Yesterday, I even saw a brambling.
These are apart from the 'common-or-garden' birds we get. I can stand at the kitchen sink, looking out over the garden at the birds for ages.
I may be in the minority, but starlings are one of my favourites. They stomp about the garden, like bovver boys. The adults, when the sun shines on their feathers, are the most beautiful jewel-like colours.
It won't be long now before the adults are bringing their chicks into the garden to feed. The blackbirds really amuse me. They will bring the chicks in, and feed them for a while. All of a sudden, the adults stop feeding the chicks. As much as the chick begs, the adults ignore them. More or less telling the chicks, 'thats what your beak is for. Get stuck in yourself'.
Oh, I could ramble on for ages. It really is a beautiful world out there.
valmarg
I love this time of year.
Feeding the birds all the year round, we get loads in the garden. At the moment we seem to have been invaded by siskins. There can be as many as 20 in the garden at any one time, they really love the sunflower hearts I put out. We are also getting quite a few goldfinches. Yesterday, I even saw a brambling.
These are apart from the 'common-or-garden' birds we get. I can stand at the kitchen sink, looking out over the garden at the birds for ages.
I may be in the minority, but starlings are one of my favourites. They stomp about the garden, like bovver boys. The adults, when the sun shines on their feathers, are the most beautiful jewel-like colours.
It won't be long now before the adults are bringing their chicks into the garden to feed. The blackbirds really amuse me. They will bring the chicks in, and feed them for a while. All of a sudden, the adults stop feeding the chicks. As much as the chick begs, the adults ignore them. More or less telling the chicks, 'thats what your beak is for. Get stuck in yourself'.
Oh, I could ramble on for ages. It really is a beautiful world out there.
valmarg