First bird of my day: a fledging blackbird scampering into the bushes on another dry, warm morning. #FirstBirdOfMyDay #WhatsYours
First bird of my day: a fledging blackbird scampering into the bushes on another dry, warm morning. #FirstBirdOfMyDay #WhatsYours
First bird of my day: jackdaws drawing a straight black line in the dawn sky as they leave their roost for the day. This is also Last Day of My Birds as I'm moving house after 26 years, so will no longer see the bullfinches and all the other wonderful birds that visit my garden. #FirstBirdOfMyDay
Hope the move goes well
A big move, hope it goes smoothly for you. You’ll enjoy spotting all your new feathered friends once you’ve settled.
Hope your move goes to plan. A hectic time for you, to say the least. It will be interesting to read about the birds now waiting to be your new "first birds". 💚
Best wishes for your move CaroBar
Thank you!
I hope you find a bit of wild life wherever you’re moving to. Good luck with it all.
Back with you all on UK soil. Carrion Crows, Manchester Airport
Welcome back. What a fantastic adventure you’ve had!
Thank you, yes, it was the trip!
I really enjoyed your photos and then looking up the birds I’d not heard of.
Same!
4 herring gulls FBsOMD straggling on their inland commute, adjusting their course for headwinds. An unlucky flying mallard, en route to the angling lake in the country park, was only a whisker too late to make my 1st bird (not unprecedented but rare)!
Cockerels pre dawn, then a carrion crow countering the last three chimes from the church.
Snap on the Blackbird
Great Tits and Blackbirds in the garden. A fine morning here.
#FirstBirdOfMyDay: Mourning dove this morning
Mourning doves are back. I've missed them!
I cheated a little. Some unidentified blip was first, but was seen so briefly that I couldn't even tell you its shape. The dove was actually second. They are slowly returning to the cedars, where their winterlong family reunion is held.
Yep, sometimes it is inevitable. Especially problematic on those occasions when I rush to look out of the window and the blur appears suddenly whilst my eye-brain finer coordination is still 'booting up'! 🤣 I REALLY don't know what first bird I have seen!! 🙄
A wood pigeon preening on the fence. #FirstBirdOfMyDay
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Bluetits and great tits enjoying the feeders; soon joined by three long tailed tits. A plump wood pigeon optimistically hoped to join the party but the privet branch comically couldn't bear its weight! #FirstBirdOfMyDay
A sparrow scurrying along a flowerbed in the back garden. #FirstBirdOfMyDay
First bird of my day: a pair of Greenfinches at the feeder on a blustery but as yet dry morning. #Firstbirdofmyday
Another Wood Pigeon scurrying aerially somewhere 😺 #FirstBirdOfMyDay
A wren was trying out experimental trills, as though he wanted to sing but wasn’t quite sure that he should.
They’re not usually backwards in coming forwards, our wrens! Maybe a younger one?
Perhaps. We had a very territorial male in the garden in the spring, who was extremely vocal and had a number of singing posts. I wondered if he was just coming out of his moult and wanting to reassert himself. He did quite a lot of alarm calling, too.
My wrens are doing that too. They seem to be telling me off every time I step out into the garden. Bickering over winter territories I bet.
Walking up Boat Brae yesterday, it must have been the acoustics of the trees on one side, a Robin was just so loud laying down the markers to the world! 😍
Trees create fabulous acoustics. I can never walk through a shaw without remembering Dylan Thomas's 'aisles of the organ-playing wood'.
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The most perfect morning chorus, the robbin in the back courtyard, singing away yet again 😊 #firstbirdofmyday
A back to winter kind of a day and no birds in sight for most of the morning until I saw a red wattle bird hanging upside down on a branch of the beautiful camellia next door. Solo dining today. #FirstBirdOfMyDay #WhatsYours