A couple of Bird Watching Day Tours to Caister recently saw us searching through several hundred Starlings for something a little more special. A juvenile Rose Coloured Starling doesn’t hold a candle to a fully coloured up adult; but they are still quite special, in a sort of subdued way. The last juvenile I saw was here in Northrepps last autumn when one was caught up in a movement of Starlings that stayed in the village for a few days.
One thing that didn’t pass me by as we searched the large Starling flock for the Rosey was how wonderfully diverse the ordinary Starlings were; no two exactly alike. Perhaps that’s why the Rose Coloured Starling felt at home among them.
Letter From Norfolk 