Birds Urban

A Magpie Misalliance

Out near train station today to give new Lumix camera a tryout.

Magpies are on the lookout for anything that wiggles, wriggles, and worms.
At least 3 or 4 pairs in close proximity to one another.

Don’t know what the collective noun for a group of Magpies is.
A Misalliance of Magpies perhaps?

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet

Blackbird sings all day

This blackbird is singing all day and every day. For about the last 2 weeks.
A nonstop blackbirdy burble of flutey notes.
Right outside my bedroom window.

I presume he’s telling rival males to keep out.
But he could also be calling (desperately) for a female to come in.

He’s a raggedy looking chap. Looks a bit worn out to me. A bit stressed. But sounds like he intends to carry on singing till his day is done (or his wings drop off)

A singing blackbird, it seems, knows no rest.

Vid & Words: Ian Nisbet

PS: Zoomed into this blackbird with new Lumix FZ72 camera; for the last 2 weeks I’d only been able to hear him.

Grey Wagtails on the Mardle

The little river Mardle. The babbling brook that runs through Buckfastleigh.

I’ve seen Goosanders, Mandarin Ducks, Muscovy Ducks, floating upstream into it from the river Dart.

And in the last couple of weeks, Grey Wagtails; wibbling and waggling around.

I love how these wagtails suddenly shoot up above the water, twisting and turning in mid-air like tail-spinning acrobats.

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet

Mistle Thrushes Worming

Flying down from the tall beeches to worm-whisper the grass. And then flying back into the beeches with a beakful of chopped worm. Were these Mistles Thrushes.

Mistle thrushes are bigger, with greyer silver feathers than Song Thrushes.

Expert wormers they are when compared to the fruitless (or wormless) efforts of the clumsy magpies nearby.

Just stop and think about this for a minute: in the car crazy centre of Torquay near Upton Park, amidst the noisy din of the exhaust-fumed traffic, are these Mistle Thrushes. Going about their beautiful business.

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet

A pair of great tits ‘teachering’

A walk down the river Lemon yesterday to see, and hear, 2 great tits in rapid fire rivalry with one another. Lots of agitated wing flashing and persistent calling back and forth going on.

You hear great tits just about everywhere you go, but this is the first time I’ve actually seen them close up doing their ‘teacher teacher teachering’.

After 2 weeks of total inertia (following major eye surgery) it was good to be back doing a spot of ‘birding’again.

Words & Vid: Ian Nisbet