Watching and Waiting

The Big Garden Bird Watch started. My husband and I had our reference book at hand, our little ‘check’ sheets were on clip boards and we were poised, ready for action.
The day was starting out slow… a few of the tits came in, a little nervous looking, then they left. Counting the tits is so hard… it’s like…. 1………..2……………3.4.5…………..6.7…………8…9….still 9 ………..10! hehe
It had been almost 15 minutes since anything had visited when the entire coaltit and bluetit community descended on the apple tree. We counted and recounted as they happily hopped from nut feeder to fatty ball.
Out of nowhere there was a sudden darkness that swooped down in front of the tree. The little birds went off in all directions, leaving only two or three birds looking a little surprised. Suddenly a chase ensued… it was unbelievable, I felt as though we were watching a documentary! The dark swoop was a Sparrowhawk and its agility to move between the small branches of the apple tree was just eye-poppingly quick! We were willing the two little birds to break away, to give him the slip… they darted, he kept so close and suddenly they were gone. The sparrowhawk looked defeated. He stayed on the branch for two or three minutes before taking flight towards cover.
The garden was like a ghost town for the next 10 minutes until the defeated sparrowhawk made a second appearance. He landed on the tree and swooped to the floor near to where the chase taken place. I wondered if he thought one of the birds had taken refuge behind the shed but we later checked and couldn’t find anything. I told my husband to go into the garden and chase him off . The hawk wouldn’t return for a while if he was chased.
More birdless minutes passed….. I texted my dad and Jane to tell them of the excitement whilst my husband tried to shove the cuddly toy hedgehog in his eye. Boredom… it does strange things to you.
We both perked up when we saw the big old fat wood pigeon wobbling down the grass… then the collared doves arrived… a blackbird or two…. the unsettled tits came and left. They only stayed long enough to grab nuts and seeds and then leave.
So our final count was….
2 Blackbirds
4 Blue tits
1 Chaffinch
8 Coal tits
2 Collared Doves
1 Dunnock (2 visits)
3 Great Tits
1 House Sparrow
5 Jack Daws (or Jock Jaws as my daughter used to call them)
15 long tailed tits (6 or 7 visits)
1 Robin
1 Starling
1 Wood pigeon
1 Song thrush – definite mottled chest but could it have been a female blackbird?
1 nuthatch
1 Siskin
1 Sparrow Hawk (2 visits)
So it wasn’t a total disaster but to be fair, we see so much more that, usually. The sparrow Hawk certainly knows how to spoil a party!
Watching Birds
Watching and waiting for all of the birds,
They arrive in small flocks, never in herds!
There were lots of tits of all different kinds
A Dunnock and a Siskin were our special finds.
Then the sparrowhawk arrived and did give chase!
The tits swerved branches at a very quick pace!
Peaceful for a while as the birds take cover.
Needing some time for them to recover.
Patience is rewarded, and from up above,
Flying in together, two collared doves!
No Woodpecker, no Jay, no Carrion Crow,
We lose heart a little at their ‘no show’.
by TC
Tags: Big Garden Birdwatch, birds, Dunnock, Patience, RSPB, Siskin, Sparrow Hawk, Waiting, Watching
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January 26, 2009 at 3:52 pm
Ya gotta feel a little bit for the sparrowhawk.
January 26, 2009 at 3:59 pm
AC Oh no, not at all. I feel guilty for creating this hunting ground for him! I feel like I have aided and abetted him! hehe
January 26, 2009 at 4:04 pm
It’s really too bad that there’s a food chain like this. We feed the birds all year and I always feel so bad when I see a pile of feathers which used to be a llittle bird!! We have quite a lot of raptors and I just hate it but they have to live too.
Why can’t I access your blog through ‘Serenity’?
January 26, 2009 at 4:14 pm
Hi Jenny, Ah, well the Serenity blog is just a ’spare’ that I have, I don’t think I have even done an entry on it yet. Sometimes, blogspot/blogger blogs are difficult to comment on if you don’t have an account on that platform.
This is my main blogging home though. I wonder if you tinker with your settings on comments then I could perhaps comment as daffy and leave a link.
I know, it’s just hard to accept sometimes. I had to will on the underdog though! I’m sure the Sparrowhawk wouldn’t have been hungry for long.
Thanks for the comment.
January 26, 2009 at 4:25 pm
mmmmeeeh!
Hedgehog!
You know, and I know you do, sometimes reading your posts makes me feel a bit, juvenile.
hee hee, tit. Hee hee. fatty ball. heee.
Right, so, yeah on the birdwatching! Do you get to show off your tallys to others in the birdwatching group?
January 26, 2009 at 4:40 pm
Stephanie – thank the lord! I thought I was alone! My husband kept saying… (first of all I apologise to other readers who may be offended.
“There’s a great tit!”
“and the other one’s not so bad either!” LOL
so silly but very funny!
No group, but I did get to submit my findings online so they can collate all of the UK’s tallies.
January 26, 2009 at 4:56 pm
I can’t believe you see such a variety of birds in your garden. We just see magpies, the odd blackbird, seagulls(sometimes), dove, wood pigeon and a crow.
January 26, 2009 at 4:59 pm
Ah…but what excitement in your own garden, all we got was 2 goldcrests , a big fat robin and a lazy starling who just sat ‘worm watching’, none of the excitement of the North!
) Oh…and the hedgehog still confuses me, what’s that all about??! heh.
January 26, 2009 at 5:12 pm
What a delightful account of your birdwatch hour, and that’s a lovely poem to go with it!
I may have seen more birds, thanks to 50 seagulls and even more crows, but I’d rather have seen the variety that you did, and especially a sparrow hawk which I’ve never seen! xx
January 26, 2009 at 5:16 pm
What an exciting time! I love your telling of it, Daffy – absolutely brilliant! Congrats on you and your family for spotting so many kinds of birds, though I noticed no dodos made your list….
January 26, 2009 at 5:23 pm
Yep…I got a little silly reading about the great “tit” myself! Who comes up with the names? Sounds like you and your husband had a lovely time!
January 26, 2009 at 6:20 pm
Similar list here Daffy, sans sparrow hawk luckily!
I’ll swap you a dozen green finches for a siskin….LOL
January 26, 2009 at 7:27 pm
Chippy My hubby spoted the siskin. I kept calling it a Pipkin! *rolls eyes* We are lucky Chippy, that we live on the edge of a wood. A normal day for me, without ‘twitching’ I would say we see, lots of tits. (!Go on, have your snigger people!) Jack Daws, Magpies, Wood Pigeons, (one of which is the fattest in the world) blackbirds, Jays and I see the Woodpecker every day at least once in the morning during the winter… We had no greenfinches though!
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Connie – No one said we had to grow up just becuase the years keep adding on! hehe My husband and I are most entertaining… well for eachother, no one else seems to ‘get’ our humour. Are you ok? How feeling now you are ‘half-way’? lol x
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Well Nikki, it was actually just me and the man. Allen called us sad and Andy called us ‘Bird spotters’. lol (She said it in a derogatory way I think) We really enjoyed it, once we managed to get past the boring bits. (Birdless moments) x
(Nikki I am sure I saw a dodo….certain of it….yep. Dodo – 1.)
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Flighty, I have seen the Sparrowhawk a few times. You know when he is about as the garden is absolute silent. This is the first time I have seen him for such a long time. He’s not so big either but very grand looking. Hubby managed to get a little video but it’s not too clear. We had a good time!
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Gemmak! Hello! I bet this felt like dejavu to you! hehe The hedgehog. I have a little collection of hedgehogs in the conservatory. Some a cuddly, stuffed toys and some are ornaments. Hubby decided to while away the quiet times by shoving the cuddly toy hedgehog in his eye. It was funny to me, but you may have had to be there if you kno wwhat I mean! (I’ll be thinking of you two tomorrow x)
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Chris, I hope you get up here sometime and you would love it! My garden out-does the tv many a day! Bring on the lighter nights. The squirrel made an appearance too… no, not a bird. *rubs him off list*
January 26, 2009 at 9:20 pm
It sounds like high drama with the sparrow hawk chase! I was once on the phone with a friend when I saw a red-tailed hawk suddenly descend on my birdfeeders. Without even thinking, right in the middle of our convsersation, I shouted, “Oh my God – go, go go!!” That took a little bit of explaining afterwards to my startled friend.
January 26, 2009 at 9:36 pm
Dear Poetry Goddess,
Thanks for sharing your day of birdwatching. It sounds like, between the comedy of you two and the bird show, you never need to leave home for entertainment.
January 26, 2009 at 11:29 pm
A dutiful pair of birders are you. I am glad you spotted three of my favourite British birds:) Your sparrowhawk is different than ours. Ours has been renamed the American Kestrel as it is really a falcon and not an accipiter. It is our smallest rapter and their are lots of them here. They are more colourful than yours http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_Kestrel
We have flocks of snow birds these day. Yes the same birds our beloved Anne Murray sings about
January 27, 2009 at 12:29 am
i’d like to order up a nuthatch, please! that sounds so cute!! i love to watch the birds at my parents’ house–they have this whole sanctuary going on! lots of woodpeckers, cardinals, goldfinches, and other cuties. sadly, they don’t come around much in the winter–they’re probably sunning down in florida.
January 27, 2009 at 3:30 am
I enjoyed your poem about the birdwatching!
January 27, 2009 at 3:48 am
I don’t know anything about different sorts of birds, but I love hearing your stories about them! They seem like regular little characters…you and your husband too. haha!
Your birdwatching poem is excellent!
January 27, 2009 at 12:46 pm
Laura, I never used to but over the years and of course, becasue of where I live, it just seems to be something that I have picked up. My husband and I are a pair and a half! I always said I would worry when he didn’t make me laugh anymore but he still does! sometimes I thin that only us understand our jokes! lol
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Why thank you Ruth. I’m so glad you enjoyed the read. The poem was fun to put together.
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Now then Curly! If I had of choice of my back garden or Florida I think I might be hot-winging it to Florida!
Watching the birds is more fun than some people think… That Sparrow Hawk had me on the edge of my seat!
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Carol! hehe Poetry Godess! lol I think I have a way to go before I get to the ranks of Robbie Burns! My hubby is a hoot. He said to me the other night;
“Can you get me up at 7am?”
As he said this he held up three fingers… two from one hand and one from the other.
I furrowed my brow and looked at him… adding two and one I said…
“That’s three!”
he replied
“No, this one, *wingled the lone finger* is a Five!”
hehe
Brilliant!
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Dog Geek – I can totally relate, you become so drawn in to activites. We were silently willing the little birds to get away… it was very stressful! haha
Red-tailed Hawk? Wow. I do wonder if by creating the feeding area that I am inadvertantly creating a den for the Hawk.
January 27, 2009 at 12:55 pm
Philip You got spammed! I can’t believe it and I’m going to have strong words with the spam instigaters! hehe
Well would you believe that my dad has a copy of Anne Murrays – A Little Good News!
(Elvis Presley had a go at this song too, Snowbird.)
What are your three favourites then Philip? Blue tit, Coal tit and Great tit?) hehe
Sorry you were spammed, hope you are ok.
January 27, 2009 at 1:01 pm
Glad you enjoyed your spot of ‘twitching’, mine was nowhere near as exciting…
8 Magpies,
2 Wood Pigeons,
2 Blue Tits, {well, it WAS cold}
1 Robin.
Very poor show indeed.
I did see a Blackbird, but it avoided our garden preferring to clear the fence and pop next door =:o(
January 27, 2009 at 1:16 pm
Goodness me that seems like a great catch, and you normally see even more?!!
A good job well done daffy darling, and thanks for the giggle with the story of the toy hedghog in the eye too! LOL
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January 27, 2009 at 10:17 pm
Ah…now I understand! Yeah, that would be pretty funny….get it on video next time he chooses to pass the time in that manner! Heh.
Just back, too late to text but thank you for your thoughts, ’speak’ tomorrow.
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January 27, 2009 at 10:58 pm
I’m always a day late and a dollar short; or, as my old youth minister liked to say (loudly, when I came in late) “Better never than late!” Anywho, that’s cool about the birds. I can confirm that they do indeed come down to Florida to keep us company while you guys are busy freezing. We have lots and lots of birdies to watch. Today was literally FLOCKS of turkey buzzards! Or some such beasty. Huge and swoopy, they were actually kind of Hitchcockian. Loved the poem, by the way.
January 28, 2009 at 2:39 am
Jolly good poem too, I forgot to say that earlier!!
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January 28, 2009 at 4:49 am
Wow ~ who needs TV documentaries when you have so much drama in your back garden! You had a wonderful turnout I think! I always want to add ‘and a partridge in a pear tree’ at the end of any list like that, but I guess it could end with ‘and a hedghog stuffy in his eye.’ The sparrowhawk added needed suspense and intrigue ~ certainly stopped any idea of boredom! Great idea to add a special poetic touch
Loved all the comments
LOL TIT LOL whoops…
January 28, 2009 at 10:58 am
A delightful poem to enhance the beauty of the birds – who entertain our gardens
They have a therapeutic value – for many who are housebound and I feel sure many would like to contribute in the ‘bird watch’ in the future.
Congratulations on your count and for escorting the ‘hawk’ off your premises
January 28, 2009 at 4:18 pm
Gosh, that’s some list! We don’t get as many varieties in our part of the woods – mainly pigeons, collared doves, balckbirds, one lone robin, the odd jay, and every few months, a massive heron! He always sits on our fence, which wobbles precariously because he’s so heavy!
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January 28, 2009 at 6:49 pm
Look at you being all creative with that nifty little poem! way to go Daff…..
January 28, 2009 at 7:36 pm
MM Hi there sweet lady! Ah I am the master of filling in boring time! I wrote this poem on the bird counting sheet. It was kinda of a ‘as it happened’ sort of poem.
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Pandy hello there! When we go to the Washington Wildfowl Park, there is a hide you can go in where you can see in the distance all of the herons balancing on the tree branches. I always think it looks so unlikely yet they seem to manage! As for Jays, I get a family in every year and I know I have said this many times before but the young Jays always try to fly through my conservatory window. No serious injuries yet though!
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Sweet Peter – I totally agree, I think the pleasure of watchign these little bird soap operas play out in front of you must be a saciour to many.
My poem? I’m a little rhyming story teller!
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Glo Never mind the partridge! I saw a dodo. I did I tell you no one believes me!
You gotta titter at the mention of tit! It’s universal!
We had a pretty good turn out… I was very pleased with it/them. The Sparrow Hawk added the suspense and my loony hubby added the comedy!
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Diva – Thank you sweetpea. Did you get my mail? (So still in the huff over my son! hehe)
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Tracie – You know missus, you can’t go bribing all the feathered guys to come over to you for the sunshine. Thats called bird-napping! Honestly! Who would blame them!
“Huge and Swoopy” will stay with me for the rest of my days! xx
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Gemmak – No worries. As long as you got back ok and the day went as well as it could.
That is not the only stupid thing my hubby has done. No. They are too numerous to mention. I tell you what would be good though. If he finished the *&$$*{* bathroom! hehe
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Diva – Hellooo! I just seen someone exactly like you!
I knew you would like that story. Nags and my hubby may have been seperated at birth! hehe
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BP – You couldn’t resist the tit joke could you! Sooooo immature! hehehehe
8 Magpies! Wow I wonder what the heck that means….
1 for sorrow
2 for Joy
3 for a girl
4 for a boy
5 for silver
6 for gold
7 for a secret never to be told.
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8 for sunshine
9 for no more snow
10 for moonshine! What a way to go!
January 28, 2009 at 7:49 pm
Wow, birdwatching =P I never see more than two or three types of birds here, and even if I did, I wouldn’t be able to know which is what. =P
January 28, 2009 at 8:06 pm
bbZush – hello there! How are you?
The trick to bird watching is to get a book so you can find them and identfy them. That’s part of the fun. The more you find, the more birds you know. A siskin may have sat on my thumb and I wouldn’t have known what it was until I looked him up. It’s really good finding a match too! You feel as though you have achieved something. Ok. That’s it! It’s official I am a twitcher!
January 28, 2009 at 8:19 pm
Hello daffy =) I’m doing good ^^ and you?
I’ll try to listen to your advice and get a bird book. I had a bird’s nest in my tree (will try to post about it) and went to see them everyday. Then a big bad birdie came, stole the eggs and ripped the nest apart T_T
January 28, 2009 at 8:31 pm
bbZush! Oh no! How sad!
You really should post about it!
I’ve just been over to say hello. The place looks lovely! x
January 29, 2009 at 12:04 am
do you think you could work “huge and swoopy” in to a poem???
January 29, 2009 at 12:05 am
Here come the turkey buzzards,
Huge and swoopy
I watch them,
Wondering what died…
It makes me kind of loopy.
January 29, 2009 at 8:10 pm
I couldn’t take part in the Big Garden Birdwatch, I had the unpleasant task of sunning myself in Tenerife! I really am so impressed with the birds you spotted, I do not get long-tailed or coal tits in my garden, and to have the sparrowhawk make an appearance is great for the final count. A thrush will have a much paler mottled chest than a female blackbird would. x
January 29, 2009 at 8:55 pm
Louise well then I think it may have been the thrush. Thank you. Darn it! What a shame you had to be in sunny, lovely, beautiful Tenerife instead of here, in the gloom and cold and gloom and cold….hehe
I hope you had a fab time but I’m sure you did! Good time of year to take a holiday. xxx
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Tracie – I accept the challenge and I am , as I type thinking of a new poem incorporating the words Huge and Swoopy. Oh and I’ve tagged you. Sorry n’ all that but you are just so fab I had to! xxx
February 13, 2009 at 1:00 pm
This was an interesting post. I enjoyed it. I don’t watch birds much, but since I’ve been following the squirrels, I’ve noticed them more. We get mostly tits and nuthatch visits. A few woodpeckers and blackbirds. It funny watching a tit peck on a walnut until it gets it open.
February 13, 2009 at 1:35 pm
Thank you Steve, good of you to come back here and have a look.
We’ve lived in the house we are in now for almost 7 years and we have seen so much of natures best and worst! We often get hedgehogs visiting, lots of rabbits! (eat all of our flowers!) the squirrels, many birds, my favourite being the Great Spotted Woodpecker and the Jay families. Then we also get the sad parts, the mixi rabbits, the dead birds, the moles!!!! ( and their unsightly holes!) It’s easy to forget that as well as our own busy lives, that there are busy lives taken place right in front of our noses, outside. THanks again, for the visit.