Late this morning I realised our bird box had fallen silent. This meant the baby Blue Tits inside had fledged. Looking around the garden I spotted one hopping across the lawn, before fluttering into the long grass at the bottom of the garden. Sadly it seems the others weren’t quite ready for their first flight. I found one tiny body near our wild flower patch (which I initially assumed was the one I’d seen on the lawn) and I could hear our neighbours had found two more in their garden. One of the adults kept coming near me, calling for the youngsters and looking at me as if to say, “Have you seen my little ones?”
After I lunch I sat in the garden for a while longer, feeling rather despondent at the situation. Eventually I became aware of one of the adult birds sitting on our back fence looking downwards, calling loudly. When I crept over I found one fledgling sitting among the bark, exercising its wings to try and join Mum or Dad. I quietly moved away and was delighted to see it flutter into the safety of the buddleia bush. Here’s hoping this little one’s flying skills improve quickly and it goes on to live a healthy life.
As the afternoon went on Bernard, our local blackbird, popped in for a late lunch. He’s been absent for a few days, perhaps deterred by the unruly mob of starlings who have been visiting recently.
Naturally, the starlings made an appearance too – this time accompanied by a fledgling of their own. While the adults scurried around the lawn, digging up tasty morsels, the youngster made a half-hearted attempt to find some food of its own. Ultimately though it was simpler to allow Mum and Dad to provide the grub and I was lucky enough to catch one shot mid-feed!
19 May 2020