Jeannie sent a really interesting bird watching observation about sparrows trying to stop a jenny wren nesting. I’ve put her comment below my notes. Read it it’s really interesting.
A while ago I read about Sparrows evicting a martin in 1912. The sparrows took over the martins nest. If you read the article that I have put at the end of this post you will see that the martins got their own back.
I’m glad Jennie sent this as information because when I put it with my 1912 story it shows that sparrows must often take over other nests and maybe have been doing it for years. Bird against bird again!
Here is Jeannie’s birdwatching note –
a pair of sparrows have sabotaged my nesting box which had little jenny wrens in there.
The hole is too small for them but they poked their heads in and dragged out bits of nest.
Now one of them is sitting as though ‘on guard’ on the box ledge. why have they done this, your quess is as good as mine.
Click the link below to read how martins got their own back when sparrows evicted them
It is a strange feeling knowing that birds are watching you when you step into the garden. I know this because one lone starling starts to chitter and in a minute there are a small flock flying over my head. Other birds appear on the fence looking at me.
A blackbird sweeps past the ground feeder – but there isn’t any food on it yet.
I put out the different bird food into the different feeders, put the grated cheese and the bread out as well. I could hear the birds singing happily away in the hedgerows.
It is a lovely morning. The colours of the countryside blend into the blue of the sky.
Then the squirrels and rooks appeared.
The squirrel soon disappeared, but the rooks just swarmed near the ground feeders and ate nearly all the food that was there. They are such big birds. They don’t belong in the garden at my feeders. It’s a good job I put a lot of it inside ground caged feeders.
I’ll put some photos on of my home made and bought caged feeders – but that will be later in the week.
White tailed black bird in the USA – we’d love some help identifying this bird
I’ve been sent some photos of a black bird that has a white tail. We really want to see what bird it is. Can anyone help
Below are the photos that were sent from the USA (thanks for sending them Angie)
bird i.d. needed
Black bird with a white tail
Is this a young bird
Angie says – I wasn’t going to send one of them , because this bird doesn’t stand still and the quality is worse than the others, however, I think that is actually has some white on the left side of it. Interesting bird. I can’t find anything on the internet other than your website on them. thanks so much!
I aren’t an expert on identifying birds, but I wondered if this was a young American Crow or a young American Rook.
I’ve put two links below so you can take a look. The Crows and Rooks in the photos below are adult birds – so we’ll have to imagine a younger version.
This is a fun competition. Take time and read the following letter. Hidden inside all the words and sentences are a lot of bird names – how many can you find – and what are they?
How many hidden birds can you spot?
Starting early we took it easily, and at the Bell Inn, Eton, we picked up Jack Dawling and Ernest. One chatted a lot, so time passed swiftly, but rain on the motorway was a grave nuisance. After lunch I decided to hand over the wheel and steal and hour’s sleep, before reaching Ullswater at midnight in gale-force winds.
Next morning on to Scotland, where our hotel is in as fine a glen as I have seen, with rushing stream at the bottom of a steep lovers’ lane. It is all that is now left of an old mill, but it is now renovated, and very smart inside – no other one for miles around! Eric rows, though awkardly, leaving Anne to doze in the stern. Excellent food – no good for taking off inches from the waist or keeping wide awake. Nothing is wanting, except perhaps regular kilts and pipers.
Love from all,
This is just a fun competition, because I don’t know the answer! I have found a few birds hidden in the words.
I’m hoping we can put a list together and then I can stop looking!
This post is for my friend who was usually with me when I fed the birds.
Bonnie the dog.
She had to be put down a year ago today, but we still miss her.
She had been ill. We took her to the vets again. The only way we could help her was to put her out of her pain. Which we did. It was the only thing we could do, but being with an animal when it slips from life to death is horrible. Especially when that animal trusts you to get it better.
But I did feel relieved that she was out of her pain.
The house felt very empty for ages,
This poem was written in 1987 for a dog called Wimpy. Years later is says how I felt about Bonnie.
I didn’t write this poem, my dad did. I have changed the dogs name from Wimpy to Bonnie
No face at the window
No welcoming bark.
No more chasing a cat,
as we returned from the park.
There will be a big gap for a long time to come
That chair will be vacant every time I come home
But, Bonnie, my pet,
You were loved by us all,
and though for you I still fret
you had to go at the Call.
You’re at peace near the garden where you loved to play
And I’ll oft stand beside you at the end of the day.
Bonnie always used to come with me when I fed the birds. She was company and enjoyed the garden.