Showing posts with label nuthatch. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nuthatch. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 05, 2013

Up close and personal with garden birds

Siskin
With the tree seed (alder, birch etc) finally running out, Siskins are flooding into gardens. This male was a 'control' - a bird already ringed somewhere else when we caught it
Female Siskin
Here's a female Siskin - less colourful but still beautiful. See how fine the bill is for getting those seeds
Male Siskin
Another male, the first I caught in my garden
Lesser Redpoll
Here's another tree seed-munching finch, a Lesser Redpoll
Female Goldfinch
and a female Goldfinch
Female Nuthatch
Here's a Nuthatch, the third I've caught in the garden
Female Nuthatch
I 'retrapped' her 15 days later. Here's a close-up of the claws that mean Nuthatches can climb down trees headfirst
Treecreeper
I originally caught this Treecreeper on New Year's Day 2012, so it was good to see it's still going strong
Goldcrest
A Goldcrest, Europe's smallest bird, weighs about 5g (the same as 5 paperclips)
Male Great Spotted Woodpecker
And a male Great Spotted Woodpecker

Monday, April 02, 2012

Mr and Mrs Nutter

Nuthatch
Female Nuthatch
Nuthatch
Male Nuthatch


I still remember the first time I saw a Nuthatch, at Forge Valley Woods in North Yorkshire. I was 11 years old (and I saw them there again 20 years on!). I ringed one Nuthatch a couple of years ago but I never dreamed I'd be catching them in my garden...

(If I'd thought about it properly, I'd have photographed their bottoms for comparison - males have bright reddish-brown feathers around the bum)

Though I've seen them in the garden a couple of times through winter, as part of roving tit flocks, I saw a male which seemed to be collecting mud and thought how nice it would be to catch and ring one at home. But I was very surprised when first a female turned up in my net, and then a couple of days later a male. 

Excellent birds!

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Flamborough Head

I've been on holiday in East Yorkshire for a week. We stayed in glamorous Flamborough, on the sticky-out bit halfway up on the right-hand side.

The birds were alright, though. There were tons of migrants early on - Goldcrests and Redwings were in every bush and every scrap of hedge - but they all cleared off by Wednesday. But not before we'd seen two Pallas's Warblers (Darren found one of them) and a Yellow-browed on Flamborough Head.

However, I won't dwell on our two failed attempts to see the Dusky Warbler at Scarborough, or the way things went really rather quiet after midweek.

There were other compensations, however... watching two Roe Deer jump a barbed wire fence; seeing the last Gannet chick of the year still sitting fluffily on the sheer cliff at Bempton; a skein of Pink-footed Geese arriving from over the sea; a handful of Ring Ouzels (including one picked up dead near the lighthouse); watching a Jack Snipe try to land in a gorse bush, a Redstart and a small flock of Bramblings in the hedge right outside our window.

Wheatear
Migrant Wheatear at North Landing

Male Redstart
This first-winter male Redstart appeared in the hedge outside our luxury accommodation. The chalet, I mean

Male Brambling
And this was the first Brambling I'd ringed!

Lesser Whitethroat
Here's one Mark caught earlier... a Lesser Whitethroat, possibly of the central Asian race halimodendri

Flamborough Lighthouse
Here's the lighthouse

South Landing
And the cobble beach at South Landing

Flowers on the bench
Flowers on a bench at t'North

Thornwick Bay
Thornwick Bay

Dawn at Flamborough
Dawn

Nuthatch
Revisited Forge Valley Woods, where I saw my first-ever Nuthatches 20 years ago!

Humour is subjective...
Somehow, these jokes have raised a lot of money for charity...

Kittens in a basket
Lovely decor in the chalet

Spot the typos...
You'd think they could at least spell YORKSHIRE correctly

photos taken with Canon EOS 30D, EF 300mm f/4L IS USM or Canon Powershot A640

Thursday, September 09, 2010

The best birds in the world. Ever.

I'm back from five nights away on a ringing course. I was a bit worried before I went (it sounded full-on and rather intense) but once I found my feet and got the hang of how the procedures worked, I really enjoyed myself.

When a person is tired of Wrynecks, they are tired of life.

Wryneck
Wryneck!

Wryneck
Wryneck!!

Wrynecks
TWO Wrynecks!
Not only are they astonishingly beautiful, they also do crazy things (video not mine, but ours did similar things. The birds aren't hurt; it's a threat display intended to confuse a would-be predator).

We were too busy to take many photos, but here is a small selection...

Bearded Tit
Male Bearded Tit!

Whinchat
Fabulous juvenile Whinchat

Nuthatch
Female Nuthatch

Tufted Duck
Repeat-offender Tufted Duck - caught in a duck trap that works on the same principle as a lobster pot

Banoffee pie
Migrant warblers eat loads of berries. This is what ringers fuel up with at the pub...

We also caught Yellow Wagtails, House and Sand Martins, Swallows, Redstarts, Nightingales, Grasshopper, Willow, Sedge, Reed and Garden Warblers, Whitethroats and Lesser Whitethroats, a Mistle Thrush, a few Wrens, a Goldfinch, a mercifully small number of Blue and Great Tits, a Great Spotted Woodpecker and a load of other stuff I can't remember...

Oh, and while I was away, garden bird number 99 made it onto the list - Wigeon!

photos taken with Canon EOS 30D