The Birds

The header photo shows the origin of the mysterious tears that keep appearing in the polytunnels. The plastic is several years past the point that it should have been replaced and a crow striding across the top of the tunnel is a step too far. One day soon I’m expecting to see one fall through completely.

Julia has already used two rolls of mending tape and several large pieces of scrap polythene getting the tunnels ready for winter and despite this the wind ripped a large section last month. It’s patched now but she’s currently raising the money to replace at least one of the covers next year.

Based on the cost last time we bought covers on the farm we are hoping to spend no more than £600 doing the job. This should enable us to get a good six years of fund-raising in before we need to replace them again. Manufacturers tend to recommend three years, as the sheet gradually lets less and less light through, but economy is more important than the ultimate growing performance.

It doesn’t seem a lot of money, but when you are raising it by selling bird boxes at £5 each it takes some doing.

The Black-headed Gulls were out in force too, and the squabbling between gulls and crows is ine of the more raucous sounds around.

While I was taking photographs of the flowers and plastic poppies the squeaks of Long-tailed Tits filled the garden as they descended to pick insects from the willows.

And coy bumbarrels, twenty in a drove,
Flit down the hedgerows in the frozen plain
And hang on little twigs and start again. 

John Clare – Emmonsail’s Heath in Winter

Clare hit it on the head there, as there were about twenty of them, and they were hanging on little twigs. They were also a bit coy when it came to posing for the camera and, as usual, I got more photos of empty branches than I did of birds.

There’s something a little eerie about a poet managing to do that from a distance of 200 years.

The Great Tits on the feeders were slightly easier to get, but the Cormorants, which flew by several times, proved impossible to photograph. Finally, alerted by the distinctive flight, I was able to get a distant shot of a Greater Spotted Woodpecker. It’s a common bird, but always nice to see, even at a distance.

Sorry about the quality of the photography, but it was a grey and windy day and I’ve become a little rusty over the summer.

Canad+a Geese in flight - River Trent at Wilford

Canada Geese in flight – River Trent at Wilford

The final shot shows three Canada Geese in flight. I took it a couple of weeks ago and didn’t have a chance to use it. I thought I’d include it here to show I can photograph birds in flight, though the day was a little brighter, and they did fly right over the top of me.

20 thoughts on “The Birds

  1. beatingthebounds

    I think the pleasures of Long-tailed tits and Great Spotted Woodpeckers are very similar – both handsome to look at, both easily identified by sight, sound or behaviour, but both difficult, but not impossible, to photograph well, so that it’s very satisfying if you manage it.

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  3. Helen

    I’d never thought about polytunnel plastic needing to be replaced but, seeing how my plastic cloches have deteriorated, it’s no surprise really.

  4. arlingwoman

    Who would have thought the birds would make tears in that plastic, but I guess they do have sharp little claws. I read it as teers first in my head and thought what would be crying in the tunnels? Pretty funny. Needless to say, I got it fairly quickly what with the picture of the crow. I do like your bird pictures. Often there’s a photo of something that’s been mentioned in a British novel and I think “oh, so THAT’S what that is.” Hope all is well, despite the tears and the inexpensive bird boxes…

      1. Lavinia Ross

        I know the deteriorating plastic problem. We did manage to get a roll of the good stuff years ago from a friend who moved to Italy. Most of it is still good.

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