Canoodling
They look so furious all that time that it’s often not easy to decide whether birds of prey are indulging in conflict or courtship, but given the time of year, and the fact that this pair of Buzzards had been … Continued
They look so furious all that time that it’s often not easy to decide whether birds of prey are indulging in conflict or courtship, but given the time of year, and the fact that this pair of Buzzards had been … Continued
This morning H and S set off back to the Frozen North (H still a bit under the weather with what now looks pretty clearly like a virus), and suddenly the house was huge and empty. So R and I … Continued
Early sunshine this morning raised my hopes of a fine afternoon’s owling, but by 10am the Tupperware lid had closed over the Vale of Evesham, and by the time I set off, just before noon, it was raining. I gritted … Continued
A snap decision late this morning to go to Slimbridge paid ample dividends, because the reserve was teeming with birds. The Bewick’s Swans are assembling now after their long migration from Russia, and the winter duck and wader flocks are … Continued
The owl season began in style this afternoon. I don’t know how many Short-eared Owls were flying, but at times there was frantic action all over the field, and I came home with several hundred photos. In the end I … Continued