Archive for May, 2012


Hard to Swallow

This picture, taken in the rain, of a lone hunched up Swallow resting as it moved north over the hill last week sums up the spring so far – cold and wet!


A splash … or two … of Colour

On these grim spring days a little colour is welcome.

The first came in the form of four Redstarts resting on the hill over the weekend; a single female and three cracking males. Making their way north against atrocious winds and rain during a spell of very rare sunshine one popped out to warm itself in a sheltered spot.

The second came in the form of a clump of Leopardsbane occupying the corner of a very old churchyard; enough to brighten anyone’s day. Quite appropriate really, as it was used in medieval times to treat depression.


May Mystery Bird Competition

When Aprils mystery bird is seen with its head up there is no question about its identification. This Shoveller was photographed at Titchwell on the Norfolk coast earlier this year. The pale blue forewing and green speculum are a dead giveaway. A more obliging pose of the same bird is below.

There were entries for Green winged Teal and Gadwall as well as Shoveller. The leaders are still Phil and Jan Thorpe with five consecutive correct answers haing acheived a ‘clean run’ since we started.

Mays Mystery bird is pictured below and it’s a hard one. Study a few photos on the internet to do a little research before entering your submission. Please submit the id by email to The rules of the competition can be found in a previous posting here. Give it a go … it doesn’t cost anything and you could easily win as successively correct answers mount up!



So Blue

A dense carpet of blue covers the woodland floor at the moment. As the stout stems bend over with their weight, the Bluebell flowers dance in the wind. If you could imagine them ringing the sound would be deafening.

As I preoccupied myself taking a series of shots it amazed me how others passed them by without a second glance. Such a shame.



Sometimes Corvids can be friendly sometimes they can be decidedly shy. Whichever they are the crow family are intelligent enough to know when to be one or the other. However one particular corvid last week perhaps didn’t realise all I wanted to do was to take its photograph. It led me a merry dance around the fields on the coast. I eventually caught up with this Hooded Crow as he went to feed with Carion Crows, Rooks and Jackdaws in a chicken pen! – resourceful chap.

Hooded Crows are becoming more common in Norfolk, this being at least the fourth bird I have seen since christmas and they may even be breeding this year.


Little about

As I sat down in the hide at Cley this week someone said to me with a downward inflection “Little About!” I’m not sure where they were looking.

There were Swifts working their way west, fields full of Wheatears and Hirundines resting on every wire and fence. Common Sandpipers were skimming the scrape and ruff were parading in their summer dress. Migration was happening big time. Patrolling the edge of the marsh, stalling and dipping to the surface of the water was a Little Gull. This, the world’s smallest gull, was yet to achieve his first summer finery but distinctive with his black underwing.

Actually I guess there was … a Little about.


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May 2012


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