Old Friend is back

[poledark]

Some of you may remember the pic of the little Reed Bunting with the ring that I posted last April(?)

Well it seems the little feller survived the winter and is back looking for more grub

 

 

Made my day

 

Den

[Paul_D]

Nice picture Den.

 

Apparently there's supposed to be a shortage of House Sparrows nowadays. Not so in my garden. I've really enjoyed feeding the birds this Winter, they're (almost) tame gathering in the trees chattering away telling me to get on with it as I replenish the feeders....Ace!

 

I went beachcasting last week, it was bloody cold, didn't catch anything but we all enjoyed watching the Sanderlings scurrying around. Very comical.

[MrWiggly]

Are you sure it's the same one Poldark? I thought the ring was on the other leg ?

[kendo]

can yer eat um?

[kendo]

no honestly glad you have a little freind mate

[*Dave*]

hi

nice pic poledark hope you don't mind i

borrowed it for my collection,

 

Kendo you cant eat it your still a baby

take a look at your pic, your on a bottle

 

Dave

[kendo]

willing to give solids a try but its difficult giving up the breast

[*Dave*]

listen i said BOTTLE not what you said.

if you want solids try a shredded wheat,

[John S]

no wonder he's smiling!

[John Ellison]

A couple of years back, I had a robin made a nest on the sole of one of my waders. I have a blockwork shed/outhouse with a corrolux roof and leave the opening light on the window permanently open. The robin regularly gets any unused casters that I bring home and he must have flown in the shed to see were they came from. The wader was propped up at the back of the door and I was as careful as I could be when I went in. I'd leave a few maggots in a baitbox on the work bench and I'd see it through the opaque (ex- bathroom) window fluttering from the nest to the bench and back many times. We only ever saw one chick which certainly survived to fly off and a further egg never hatched. About a month later it came back to start another brood but the local magpies had cottoned on to what was what and frightened it off. When we look out of the kitchen window and see the robin looking at us, we just know it's our little fellow looking for casters.