It has been just like spring this last week. We have had daytime temperatures in double digits centigrade and lots of sunshine. Saw my first butterfly on the 15th, a bright yellow male Brimstone zipped through the garden, no chance of any photos to mark the occasion but my time will come. Since then there has been two more. Talking of the garden me and Mrs H have managed to get it back into order with a lot of hard work, have even cut the lawns! Time to go out and about.
“I’m out of here!” No matter how carefully I approach the water’s edge these wary diving ducks just melt off into the distance. This drake is keeping a close eye on me.
Defeating the law of gravity. A walk in the woodlands of Holkham Park and I saw this Woodpecker walking upside down along the branches, shame it wasn’t in a sunny spot.
“Call me Zorro!” The Nuthatch is one of my favourite woodland birds. The blue/grey upper parts, peachy colouring below and that black eye mask should make this little fellow stand out, they are excellent at concealment though. The Nuthatch is the only British bird that can walk head first down trees.
What is it with water birds giving me the evil eye? This species was introduced to the ornamental lakes of country estates in East Anglia in the late 17th century. Originally it struggled to survive the winters, now it’s population is booming. Escapees are breeding so well they can be found all over the place, and they are very vocal!
” A little privacy please!” Not the best of shots but I had to include it as I love the look on the Goldcrest’s face. I stumbled across these two taking a bath in a small puddle in the footpath at Holkham. Just wish I could have got closer. These are Europe’s smallest bird.
How cute is that? No problem getting close to this one. As the Lemming used to call them ‘fluffy things on sticks’. They also make the most beautiful nest, a little dome of moss, lichen and spiders webs lined with hundreds of downy feathers. To fit inside the adult has to curl it’s tail around itself.