Saturday 31 May 2014

The language of birds

In many ways simpler than the French language, yesterday we saw two golden orioles flying straight past us, an unusual sighting of these shy birds, their whistle once heard is easily distinguished.
On the lane in the dark coming homing late I saw a baby owl newly fledged sitting in the road bedazzled by the cars headlights. Sitting writing this morning I heard the voice of our kestrel, now very disinctive to us. The darling popped in to his old nest just to check out he and his partner had made the right decision to nest in the pigeonnier in fields lower down.
A redstart is nesting in a bird box in the courtyard and he flies around us cheep,cheeping.
Our blue tits nesting in the house wall have fledged and flown
No problem with integrating with the birds up here at Mas del Sol!
Roger  our friend says he was not long behind me and also had pleasure seeing the baby owl just fledged. Let us hope the next person along saw and avoided him as well.
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