I think he’s called Columbus and he’s really sorry he headbutted the window. In case you’re wondering he flew away shortly after these were taken and he was fine. I always think the day has got to be good when you get to cuddle wildlife.
Oh yes as an aside, I didn’t know Hares could climb. The baby one who is living in the garden at the moment spent yesterday evening sitting atop a wall around the patio. Hmmm
it was a glorious misty October morning, everything was silvered and moist.
I love Autumn I really do. If you click on these images they will blow you away. Oh he wasn’t terribly particular in the middle bits, seem to have lost the thread (he haw he haw snigger) – the rest of them are awesome though
We took our coffee outside and there was a Passion Flower bud about to open.
In the time it took to have our drinks it went from bud to fully opened. It was amazing
I just love these crazy looking birds and this year we have three – a little family I think visiting the garden regularly. What a treat.
You have to wonder why though don’t you!
I just wanted to share this with you. After yesterday’s storms this beautiful creature wandered into the garden for dinner. He was totally unconcerned that we were stood on the patio watching him and in fact turned to look at us when he said hello.
So, they’ve gone. I miss them. It was so lovely each morning watching, first the male feeding the female and then both of them bringing back wriggly things for the babies all day.
They were so busy, at times one or other of the adults would stop for just a minute and perch in the sunshine and take a breather and you could just hear the sighs. “Oh bloody hell, I’m not doing this next year. Next year I’m gonna be a cuckoo.”
We learned a lot watching them. They make the entrance hole the right size by filling it with mud and they make the nest from tree bark and saliva. Continually they were clearing out debris from the nest and repairing and refurbishing. The tree stump has a hole in the top and for a while they didn’t bother about it and then for no apparent reason they filled it in – blow me down the next day it rained. – Awesome, they knew.
I’m gonna have to fix this roof
It has been fun and I really am going to miss watching them. We will keep the stump of course and see if we can fix it without changing it, they never knew it was in two pieces and I was constantly worried that we would have one of our humdinger storms which would tear it apart. In the end though all was well. Before next spring we’ll fix the top and bottom halves firmly though.
One day a Great tit landed on the top of the stump and he must have heard the chicks inside and he tried to look in from the top, the adult Nuthatch came in like a Scud Missile, thwak – it knocked the Great Tit flying and then went after him and beat him up. Hmm, perhaps that explains why there haven’t been many tits on the feeder and perhaps why today there are more and even some taking a dip in the bird bath. It’s all fascinating.
When we are absolutely certain it is finished with we will take the top off and have a look at the nest. Who would have thought, when we cut down the old dead tree that it would turn out to be such a treasure.
After many heart stopping breathless minutes two of the babies have left the nest.
What an amazing thing to leave the dark safety deep inside of the tree trunk and emerge into a glorious windswept, sun-kissed day of green and blue.
We heard the parent birds shouting encouragement from the trees and Mummy popped down every few minutes to check progress and deliver an encouraging titbit and then in a few moments of intense bravery they were out – it was done.
They hopped back and forth on the wall for a while and then took to the air in their first flight. Circled the Cherry tree and landed safely to what I expect is the bird equivalent of a proud parental hug – a little green bug!!!
What a wonderful thing to have watched.
Mummy’s little hero
Isn’t he lovely. He is living in the shrubbery and comes out at dinner time to eat. I love hares – a lot
hare – having his tea
Today when we knew that mummy and daddy were safely away from the nesting site we sneaked over and had a look and it is now official, the eggs are hatched and the nest is full of peeping, squeeking little chicks. We didn’t stay long because we don’t want to cause any distress but there are babies, lots and lots of babies. We are thrilled.
It reminded me of a poem I wrote a few years ago, it was actually entitled June and referred to the solstice but it seems relevant today
Dawnlight early beaming
Birdlets cheeping, peeping
Berries, cherries greening
Roses flaming gold.
Solstice half year ending
Swallows looping, bending
Promised beauty now unfold
Websilk spinning, humming, singing
Earthheart overflowing with the living of it all.
It has taken a couple of days, lovely as it would be we don’t really have the luxury of sitting for hours just waiting and hoping but today we hit pure gold.
We think he is keeping seeds in here, it doesn’t go all the way through to the second chamber but he often pops his head in and comes out with food, so I guess this is the corner shop
He is a smart little guy isn’t he?
Hello Darling I’m Home
He’s a very attentive husband, back and forth with seeds but we’re not sure whether he’s a daddy yet or just eggspecting.
And there’s not much you can say about this apart from Awwwww look. This is the lady herself.
So that part of the garden is pretty much out of bounds for now, fortunately it is close enough to the patio that we can see it with no problem. I have placed some large potted plants around to give them a little privacy.
I wonder if we’ll get to the meet the children.