Posts Tagged ‘Reed Warbler



It was such a din was coming from the reedy ditch we were walking alongside.

We were on a days birding tour out on the marshes last week. The reed stems were quaking and shimmying from where the noise was emanating. It didn’t take long for us to see the perpetrators of our broken peace. A newly fledged nest of Reed Warblers were still squabbling for their parents attentions.



Soon to leave us

Some marvellous warblers among the reed beds being less than elusive here on the coast. This Sedge and Reed Warbler will soon be gone and away to their dark continental winter home.

Sedge Warbler

Reed Warbler



Out of context

The identification of a species starts with the habitat it’s in. By itself it is not conclusive… but it’s an indicator. You wouldn’t expect to see a Blue Tit out at sea or a Manx Shearwater sat in a tree. Occasionally, very occasionally tho’ it happens that you need to ignore that first part of the identification process.

It took me a second or two to put a name to this chap making his way through a woodland canopy. You would normally expect a Reed Warbler to be swinging his way through the stems of a Phragmites bed not picking insects from leaves at the top of a Sycamore. So why was he there? I guess the need to feed a family and the draw of an easy meal put him where the food was.


Reed Warbler


A fall of birds

As I looked out of the window on Monday I couldn’t see the hedgerow at the far end of the garden; thick, dense fog. I didn’t rush to get outside. How wrong I was. On stepping out of the door I was greeted with a clatter of wings as a large flock of Fieldfare took flight into the grey of the mist. Chaffinch were everywhere and the air was filled with the high pitched peeping of Goldcrest and the equally high pitched whistles of Redwings. There had been a fall of birds.

A high pressure and clear skies on Sunday night over Scandinavia had prompted birds to move south. When they hit the Norfolk Coast shrowded in fog they were grounded. A fall of birds.

I made my way coastward and was over-flown by wave after wave of thrushes. Down at the rockpile 3 to 4 Black Redstarts, Bramblings and more thrushes  flew in and swept up the cliff and a couple of Ring Ouzel made landfall. It was only a matter of time before one of us found something interesting. It was Tony and Rose that alerted us to an interesting Acrocephalus Warbler… but which one? After much observation and photographs the debate began.  I think we’re more or less all settled now on Reed Warbler with a slight bill abnormality… but I’ll stand corrected.

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Aug 2022


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