Close Encounters of the Bird Kind...

I never did submit my results to the RSPB 'Great Garden Birdwatch'.  I was too embarrassed...

In our second major snowfall of the year, our bird population has been transformed.  We have full quotas of blackbirds, robins, dunnocks and goldfinches.  A pair of siskins are making a regular appearance.

Whenever I go outside to replenish stocks of food, everyone flies away.  All except for one blackbird, who is. I'm afraid, a bit of a moocher.  He comes to meet me, because he knows I'm a soft touch.  Every time he sits under the azalea looking hopeful/expectant/pathetic, I have to go back indoors for a handful of Fruity Nibbles to placate him.

Yesterday, we were visited by a fieldfare.  My husband took copious photos to help me identify what it was, but they're rather blurred, so I won't inflict them on you.  Today, we have two fieldfares.

Tomorrow...  Who knows?  Three fieldfares, perhaps!  They're demolishing apples at a rate of knots...

Close Encounters of the Bird Kind...

I never did submit my results to the RSPB 'Great Garden Birdwatch'.  I was too embarrassed...

In our second major snowfall of the year, our bird population has been transformed.  We have full quotas of blackbirds, robins, dunnocks and goldfinches.  A pair of siskins are making a regular appearance.

Whenever I go outside to replenish stocks of food, everyone flies away.  All except for one blackbird, who is. I'm afraid, a bit of a moocher.  He comes to meet me, because he knows I'm a soft touch.  Every time he sits under the azalea looking hopeful/expectant/pathetic, I have to go back indoors for a handful of Fruity Nibbles to placate him.

Yesterday, we were visited by a fieldfare.  My husband took copious photos to help me identify what it was, but they're rather blurred, so I won't inflict them on you.  Today, we have two fieldfares.

Tomorrow...  Who knows?  Three fieldfares, perhaps!  They're demolishing apples at a rate of knots...