So, from birds at Rufford to Birds at Screveton. It may lack variety but once you have a good formula for a a title why change?
It started off with pied wagtails at the top of the lane, followed by a heron on the small meadow. Unlike last week I did manage to get a photo of it stalking the field margin. though they aren’t the best of shots.
I saw a Yellowhammer when we arrived at the centre but it flew off in a flash of yellow and wasn’t seen again.Most notable birds of the day were a House Sparrow and a female Reed Bunting. Apart from that we had Blue Tits, Great Tits, a Long Tailed Tit, Goldfinches, Greenfinches, Pheasants, Red Legged Partridges, Chaffinches, Dunnocks, a Robin, Blackbirds, a pair of Buzzards, a Herring Gull and a small flock of Jackdaws.
The frustration of the day was that I just couldn’t get any decent photos. Dog walkers, members of the group asking “What are you watching?”, sudden noises from inside the building, shooting next door, camera batteries that ran flat – you name it, they all conspired against a successful day of photography.
The short day and long shadows didn’t help either.
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Birds, birds, birds! How I love them!
Yes. They are sometimes a frustration but always a pleasure. 😉
Trent next?
You never know what’s round the corner… 🙂
My best heron memory (sorry, I can’t promise what exact variety!) was when I took my kids canoeing down Thornapple River in Michigan. We were in two boats in a very wooded area, taking our time and having fun, not being particularly quiet. Over the course of a couple of hours, we saw the same bird numerous times. It would be fishing, we’d come near and it would fly downriver. We’d catch up and it flew on further. Repeat. Wonderful! 🙂
Sounds like great day, and a great memory. 🙂
It really was. Thanks for prompting the memory! 😉
What pictures you managed to get are good though! We used to get Reed buntings here – not for a couple of years now.
Thanks. 🙂 We seem to get the Reed Buntings during the winter despite a total lack of suitable habitat.
I do so love the Great Blue Heron! Many years ago, I was laying in the grass in a park in Buffalo, NY just watching the geese on their fall migration high up in the sky. Beautiful “V” formations traversing the darkening sky of evening. Then, as I was meditative and relaxed, a great blue heron fly three feet over my head. Scared the hell out of me! And my little girl-like scream scared the hell out of her.
Yes, they are very impressive in flight, and big. I can understand the reaction.