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Grand
Designs
Part
III Its all go!
Apologies
for the absence of news recently, a thing called a thesis got in
the way and took over somewhat.
Spring
arrived with a bang. Warmer, sunnier days have graced the garden
in the last month or so and the woods have been buzzing with activity.
The blue tit box (B8) at the bottom of the wood has a nest inside
it though unfortunately the other smaller boxes seem empty. Blue
tits are also nesting in the hole in the wall of the main house.
Perhaps at the end of the season we will re-locate some for next
year. A few weeks ago I watched a coal tit wrestling with a ball
of sheeps wool ten times as big as itself. That particular
bird has found a nest site in a crack in the wall of one of the
outbuildings so well keep an eye on events there.
The
woodpecker box has been excavated but so too has another hole in
the same dead tree. Its quite exciting waiting to see which
one will be used. One pair of nuthatches has nested in an old woodpile
at the top of the woods. A pair of great tits is also nesting in
a hole in a tree near the lawn. So far just one young blackbird
has been seen following its parents around the woods.
As
Adam and I are stuck in the last century using slide film, it takes
a while before pictures can be developed and scanned. Consequently
it can be hard to put very recent pictures on the site. Fortunately
the other day I happened to have Pollys compact digital camera
from work so I popped outside to see what I could get with it. The
quality is not outstanding but at least you can see some of the
residents. I have included a picture of the male great tit with
a grub at the nest entrance, some feathers and a picture of the
blue tit hole in the side of the house.
I
estimate that in excess of 40 individual birds are visiting the
squirrel-proof finch feeder at the top of the woods each day and
thats most likely a conservative guess: it only takes them
a few hours to empty it. Goldfinches and greenfinches are now regular
visitors too. The great spotted woodpeckers are still regular visitors
to the fat feeder and as you can see by the photograph, the smaller
birds are not bothered by their presence. The green woodpeckers
continue to taunt me by yaffling constantly but never coming close
enough for a picture. Chiffchaffs arrived a while ago and I think
I saw the first spotted flycatcher on 12th May so well see
if they use the boxes placed in the woods.
Its
not all happiness though and nature does have its unfortunate moments.
As I walked through the wood yesterday a rather loud thud
caught my ear. Investigating in the lane adjacent to the wood I
found a very well developed but very dead, rook chick that had fallen
over 50ft from its nest in the canopy. The impact killed it instantly.
The Life of Brian
There
are a number of pheasants in the area that were lucky enough to
survive the shooting season. In March, one of these hurt his foot,
possibly on a piece of glass and given the cold weather we decided
to give him a helping hand. It was not long before just the sight
of one of us outside the house would bring him hopping over to get
some seed. Soon he was eating out of our hands and his foot was
on the mend. Despite jovial accusations from onlookers passing by
in the lane that we were fattening him up, we continued
to help him and his foot improved rapidly. Now, after being christened
Brian, he is a happy resident of the woods, garden and
neighbouring meadow. For all the good fortune in his life so far,
Brian is lacking one major aspect in his life: a woman. There seems
to be a dearth of females in the locality but if Brian can evade
the guns another year, maybe, just maybe, there will be a lady pheasant
just around the corner
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