In our lilac bush on one of the days. The mother of two house sparrows had to get some food, and as soon as she flew towards one of the young birds, the second young sparrow came along and opened its beak.
But should she possibly choose the first one after all? Let’s see, right or left, who was fed in the end? read more or write a comment …
This male bullfinch came to portrait session to us in the garden. I had »set up« the background and provided a nice perch. Everything fit, but unfortunately I could not stop him from eating all the time.
Constantly something fell out of his beak — what manners!
But he had at least some patience with me and so I could shoot a small series:
Back in the 80s?
No, in the end, every bird goes through a molt every now and then and sheds many of her feathers. But this blue tit looked like it had its few feathers centered above its head — just like a punk!
Still the young bird had not much in common with the red belly of the robin. But the small escape distance, which showed here the few week old bird before me, pointed nevertheless to the behavior of robins.
He stomped further through the bed, looked sometimes left, sometimes right whether he would not find something to eat. Only briefly the robin moved behind our forsythia and I thought it would hide. But then it went a little further and presented itself to me from the side. Now I could see the not yet fully developed flight and tail feathers.
»Little Sparrow« I called this young sparrow, which had probably just fallen out of the nest. He could not fly yet, when I discovered him on our terrace in the pouring rain close to one of our flower pots, he therefore did not come on one of the surrounding branches. I took all the photographs in this post from the slightly open patio door, I lay there on the ground for quite a while to get more or less eye level with Little Sparrow.
A bit grim but also self-confident he seemed to look at me. read more or write a comment …
The Dunnock is one of our more frequently seen garden birds. But mostly this bird moves around on the ground and looks for food there. Only rarely I have seen him sitting on our branch and usually only with a quick cursory glance, whether there would not be something to eat.
So I could consider myself lucky to have captured this moment. Moreover, with the small detail that there was a small caterpillar on the beak!
Together with the starlings was also a wagtail on the fresh field. However, this one was also alone and show a completely different behavior. She walked almost exclusively on the walls of the plow tracks, obviously to keep the overview. It also had a much greater escape distance than the starlings. I only succeeded in taking the photo because I had studied her behavior for a while and then lay down in the grass at the edge of the field.
Slowly the wagtail then came up to me, looking sometimes left, sometimes right, but going further and further along the mound. I made meanwhile the first pictures and simply hoped that it would not discover me, before it was not to be seen sufficiently large in the viewfinder. And so I could take this picture later. The wagtail had just spotted me, straightened up a bit and was up and away a few moments later. But I had my picture in the box!
I love the contrast of the black and white bird against the brown tones of the freshly plowed field.