Striking Woodpeckers

Feeling jet lagged after our travels we took a wander up the back lane to try and keep awake. We heard the insistent pleading “chook chook chook” of a baby woodpecker and tried to work out where it was coming from. We identified the tree, right next to the lane and saw a woodpecker flyingContinue reading “Striking Woodpeckers”

The Wild West – Birds

It’s great to see and hear totally new birds when abroad. In America they have a robin too, but it apart from its amber chest it doesn’t look anything like our robin. It has a black back and is the size of a thrush. However it is vocal and happy to pose for photographs justContinue reading “The Wild West – Birds”

Busy Back Lane Birds

A few seconds walk from my back door and I am on the most wonderful back lane a bird watcher could wish for. It goes steeply up through woodland but then levels out on open countryside bordered by hawthorn and gorse hedges. The other morning it was alive with birdsong from both native and migrantContinue reading “Busy Back Lane Birds”

Idyllic Spring Mornings

I’ve been dodging April showers and going out on the better mornings to see and listen to what’s going on in my local patch. I am so lucky to be able to step out of my back door and into the countryside. These past few mornings the overriding calls have been those of gutsy weeContinue reading “Idyllic Spring Mornings”

By the Waterside

The past two days I’ve gone with friends to the river Kelvin and the canal in the hope of seeing kingfishers. However none were to be seen. Nevertheless there were lots of other waterside birds worthy of photographing, not least this dipper who posed beautifully for me. It had been enjoying splashing in the rapidContinue reading “By the Waterside”

If you go into the reed bed today …

On my recent birthday we travelled to the Tay Reed Beds at Errol, between Perth and Dundee to hunt for rarely seen bearded tits, also known as bearded reedlings. If lucky enough to spot one for the first time ever it would be such a birthday treat. We’d been once before in early spring butContinue reading “If you go into the reed bed today …”

On Return Tickets

The whooper swans have flown in from Iceland to spend the winter here. Down in an English nature reserve they have seen thousands, however I was pleased to see seven at my local Hogganfield Loch. There are a couple of young ones in the group whose grey plumage is gradually changing to white. Whooper swansContinue reading “On Return Tickets”