We’re still under fairly strict restrictions here so I’ve been enjoying watching the garden birds.
I think the dunnock and robin are juveniles? They look very fluffy. This little one is having a stretch before settling down for a sunbathe.
A baby blue tit having a peek at the outside world.
The adults are keeping up their energy levels with plenty of seeds and nuts.
Lots of tasty insecty type treats to be found in the shrubs and plants
What is it about our national bird, the robin, that captures the imagination? It has a friendly human name, although the original name was just redbreast or Ruddock. It’s become a symbol of Christmas and we love to see them in the garden.
The robin has many connections to folklore and has ecclesiastical links dating back to the 6th century AD. One explanation for the red breast originated with the idea that a bird tried to pull thorns out of the crown of thorns during the Passion of Christ. In reality it’s a warning…stay out of my territory.
A surprising fact (at least to me) is that the association with Christmas began with Victorian postmen who were known as Robin Redbreasts because their uniform included red waistcoats, and are thought to be the inspiration for robins appearing on Christmas cards.
Robins are likely to stay around the nesting area where they hatched. I hope that’s true as there are some of the next generation in the garden.
Edited to add…I now believe it’s a young crow not a raven 😒
After months of storms it was lovely to watch the birds enjoying some long awaited sunshine, especially as we’re confined to quarters at the moment.
The blue tits are nesting in the bird house and enjoying the cherry blossom.
Maybe the robins are nesting nearby too, although I haven’t seen any evidence of it, except that they’re around a lot, which is lovely.
I’ve haven’t noticed these little dunnocks before, they flit about so quickly it took patience and a hefty dose of luck to capture them standing still.