Sunday, 13 June 2010

The Nest

I have a hedge.  A big hedge.  About 4 metres tall and it appears to just about double its size every year.  So, just as in any other Spring, I took my shears and a ladder last week to launch my annual assault.  Harriet and Toby were happy to help of course.

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Then when two thirds of the hedge had been hacked down I found a problem.  A nest.  I assumed this was an old abandoned thing and it was very high up, but I managed to stand on the top of my ladder and hold my camera over it…

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Damn.  I stopped at this point and was concerned I had disturbed the nest too much – then after some careful monitoring we got photographic evidence the nest was still occupied.

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After thinking we might have thrushes, we identified them as blackbirds – blue eggs with brown speckles is right and the “mummy” is indeed brown rather than black.

Then after a couple of days we saw then Dad, getting food…

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And then we saw the spadgers!  Am I the only person who calls baby birds “spadgers"?  There seems to be three that I can see, so there might be a couple more to hatch yet.  They appear to be hungry.  And not much is going on in the feather department.

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Good thing I have a good zoom lens!   So anyway, this is our newly resident couple of day old Blackbird, enjoying the sunlight provided by my hacking their hedge protection down. 

He looks how I feel…

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