We've had a bird box mounted on the wall of our garage for a couple of years now, but until this spring its sole occupants had been some bumblebees. Earlier this year a pair of Blue Tits finally took up residence and we've been watching them coming and going with increasing frequency while they raised their family. Over the last week the youngsters have fledged and there have been times when I've seen the entire family squabbling over our fat ball feeder.
As I put the gardening equipment back in the garage yesterday one of the fledglings landed on the feeder just a few feet from me, yet it didn't panic and fly away. This made me wonder if they might come and feed if I sat quietly on the garden bench a few feet away - the perfect vantage point to catch some photos.
This morning I installed myself on the bench, armed with my breakfast cup of coffee, a magazine to read and my camera. As I sat there quietly reading I became aware of the fluttering of wings and gentle peeping sounds. Looking up, two of the fledglings were sitting on the feeder while another was perched on a nearby rosebush.
In between visits I put my cup and magazine down and picked my camera up (set on silent mode so as not to disturb them) and slowly brought it to my eye to take photos whenever they came in to land nearby. Interestingly, the adults kept their distance - I guess experience has taught them not to be so bold. Likewise, the rowdy family of starlings, who were unfazed by my presence on the patio yesterday (just a few yards further away) weren't brave enough to come in to land. From time to time a bird would approach but always went into panic mode when it saw me and flew away! I guess I need to spend more time in the garden to persuade them I'm not a threat.
8 June 2017