Actually, apart from the bunny, this guy made my day, too. I had wandered into the Rambles, where one is more likely to see birds at this leaf-thin time of year than solitary men standing about in odd places waiting for odder things to happen to them. I stood still to watch three little titmice who looked as though they would have sat on my hand if I had offered it. And I also stopped to listen, because all I could hear, in the heart of New York City, was birdsong.The nut hatch, the first I have seen (I am not a birder, rather an accidental bird watcher), was about 6 feet away investigating a fallen tree, and moving vertically up and down it, very slowly and methodically, and utterly unfazed by my presence. I went closer and did not disturb him then, either. He caught several insects and only then moved fast bambambam killing them on the bark with his beak.
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And I was as enchanted this morning by a Cape Batis on our Leonotis.
Marie, what a fantastic shot! You must have a great zoom on your camera. The birds I manage are pin pricks! Always love to hear birdsong. x
Jay - some of my best, fey dreams are about birds, small ones...
Louise - he was very close, but I must say I was surprized at the quality of the digital zoom which I hardy ever use, as it it reduces the pixels and hence quality...but for this purpose it was great.
Really great picture of one of my favorite little birds!
Hullo Jay ! What a way to communicate with one's neighbours !
Didn't see the Batis but heard him.
QC - now he's one of my favourits, too.
Hullo Mommy! xxxxx
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