Posted on February 20, 2013 by

The big Bloomsbury bird race

Marianne Taylor shares the drama of the bird race… First light on a January morning, hot tea and bacon sandwiches in Nigel’s conservatory. There is a cheery babble of conversation around me but I’m not joining in, because I’m staring at a bird feeder. The birds come and go like lightning. I keep my binoculars up at my eyes, aimed at the feeder, it’s the only way. Then, sneaking in among the colourful Blue and Great Tits, a little mousy bird with black cap and bib. ‘Marsh Tit! On the feeder now!’… Read More

Posted on June 11, 2011 by

A case of mistaken identity

Spring is a busy time for birders.

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