Bird watching from a kitchen window
I usually spend some time every day bird watching anonymously from my kitchen window as the different varieties of birds gather to eat food I’ve put out for them all.
A happy blackie has found a piece of apple I’ve put at the base of a small bush. Then I get a surprise as
a sparrow flies out from the depths of the small bush .
A large pigeon arrives,then tries to get inside the mesh of the ground feeder, gives up and flies away.
A starling sits nearby then accurately zooms in between the bars of the cage feeder, gets a morsel or two of food in its beak and zooms out again.
A great tit arrives.
Some birds hop from fence to grass, from bush to fence, from fence to feeder. Never still, often noisy.
At last, when nearly all the food has gone, a thrush has appeared. It managed to get the last small piece of apple/ bread I could not see which.
Now the view is bereft of birds for a second, then a blackie reappears.
Now two thrushes walk around the caged bird feeder. I have opened the door of this feeder slightly especially for the thrushes but, annoyingly, they are oblivious to this open door. They give up and look for food on the grass. I slip outside and put a bit more bird food out.
A few busy chaffinches flit on and off the bird table. Now a sparrow has joined them.
I remember, a while ago a bright coloured woodpecker sat relaxing on the fence for a magical few moment. It was wonderful to see this woodpecker at such close quarters (the fence is only a few feet away from my window). I stood stock still hoping it would stay or hop to the wired peanut feeder, but it flew away. It’s left me with a memory I’ll treasure.
The area round our house must be healthy and attractive to birds.
What a variety of birds we have in this country. Perhaps we take them all for granted.
When my credit card bill comes for the bird food I’ve just purchased I’ll remember these moments.