Friday 15 May 2009
Darling Starlings
I have recently moved house from rural to more urban settings.
Luckily there is a small but beautifully landscaped garden with the new place.
But this post is about my new feathered friends, the street wise starlings.
They really are an urban bird, I never had them in the garden of the country cottage.
I do miss my blue tits and my cheeky robin but these guys are a scream.
Literally..
They always announce themselves with a rather raucous greeting.
It is almost like a challenge to Miss Tippytoes whose cat food they are coming to raid.
And they do have a very musical song as well when they feel like it.
I am able to stand in the kitchen with the door open poised with the camera but I find that the click of the camera startles them unless there is some other background noise to drown it out.
So as long as the radio is blaring or the vacuum cleaner is on I can click away without bothering them in the slightest!
It's all about what you're used to!
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2 comments:
Starlings come in a big black cloud mass here and descend on the trees once or twice a year--its like the movie The Birds, only gentler... and no cameo of Alfred Hitchcock... unless he's hiding inside their screechy sounds.
boo
just poking over to see what u were up to. :)
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