Friday, 10 May 2013

trying too hard?

Time to accept that in terms of my patch
1 I have missed Willow Warbler for the year and
2 I am not competent to find my own Garden Warbler by song.
So scraping the barrel for patch ticks (see http://patchworkchallenge.blogspot.co.uk for why) had a wee scan for Black Brant.  No joy, but here's what I take to be a Pale-bellied Brent Goose from amongst the circa 400 Bark-bellied Brents hoovering up my brother's barley crop.




Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Happy day

First Hobby of the spring at about 8:30PM against the setting sun.   Strange to reflect that it will be four long months before hopefully there are juveniles bouncing about the old dead oak..  

Wednesday, 1 May 2013

too much time on my hands

Happy day- I retired from the London commute yesterday and on my first morning of freedom had the pleasure of 2 Wood Sandpipers at Cattawade, long range digipic of one of them here captures the moment.

Sunday, 28 April 2013

showing some leg

These godwits- still fun.  Here's how much extra leg a Blackwit has over a Bartail- enough to accommodate a cluster of bling.

Sunday, 14 April 2013

now you see them

Bar-tailed Godwits sticking out like sore thumbs yesterday amongst Black-tailed Godwits and then merging into the crowd with Grey Plovers today.  Wobbly digipics in a blustery spring gale, but catching the moment nonetheless.











Bar-tailed Godwit, Stour Estuary


Friday, 29 March 2013

roots

I had a happy drop-in to Rye Meads RSPB the other day.  Just happened to be rolling past with an hour to spare and no bins, so hired some very not-Swarovski optics for a princely £1.50 and lo- Kingfishers. Mostly they were doing the standard thing of sitting on posts, super-close and looking like a million photos we have all seen- nice but samey.  But upstream was a much more interesting
tangle of roots where a tree had been grubbed out and eventually after a lot of wishful thinking and thought transference, the bird got the message and whizzed upstream to just where I wanted it..
Kingfisher on roots, Rye Meads


Sunday, 3 March 2013

a big yawn

This spring's resolve is to spend a bit less time hosing down canvasses gone wrong, a bit more time looking and drawing.

So here's a fluffed-up Ringed Plover on the roost that caught my eye with two beautifully curved toes to keep its balance and a big contented yawn.  Possibly I should have drawn the bill wider open to show that it was yawn and not a call, but that would be too close to cartooning.

Ringed Plover, Stour estuary