Bird Haven
It’s a grey and wet Saturday morning and I have just sat down at my desk. Outside my study window there is a mature rowan tree with developing berries.
A movement in the tree caught my eye and I stopped to look. Once I concentrated I could make out many birds moving around in the canopy of leaves.
The first to offer itself for identification was Blue Tit, busily picking at something on the twigs. A Great Tit was doing much the same kind of thing only a few twigs to the right. A few moments later I spotted a Coal Tit not far away, also feeding.
Nothing rare or exotic but all only a few feet from where I was sitting in a comfortable chair, warm and dry. Suddenly its not quite so grey this morning.
A movement in the tree caught my eye and I stopped to look. Once I concentrated I could make out many birds moving around in the canopy of leaves.
The first to offer itself for identification was Blue Tit, busily picking at something on the twigs. A Great Tit was doing much the same kind of thing only a few twigs to the right. A few moments later I spotted a Coal Tit not far away, also feeding.
Nothing rare or exotic but all only a few feet from where I was sitting in a comfortable chair, warm and dry. Suddenly its not quite so grey this morning.
posted by Richard Galle at 10:10 AM
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