roaming the wilds of south west Surrey
Occasionally a heron lands on a nearby roof (always the same roof) and has a good old look around… especially at our garden pond.
On this occasion, the crows didn’t take too kindly to the company, and one of them started dive-bombing him.
It reached a bit of crescendo and the heron was getting quite alarmed.
I dashed up to the loft to try to get a better vantage point, but it would seem from the white streak that their mobbing had done the trick in scaring him. Poor old Mr Heron flew off and left the roof to the corvids.
No photography today, as it rained heavily the whole day (mightily depressing to see ≥95% chance of heavy rain for the entirety of the daylight hours on the Met Office weather forecast!). These are from last Sunday, when we walked late in the day at Thursley and there were some lovely bursts of warm light breaking through the clouds. I was photographing the dead tree when I heard an interesting bird song and spotted a long tailed little bird flit past me and land in the gorse. Thinking it was a long tailed tit (one of my favourite birds), I (very laboriously, given the state of my camera – lucky it stayed still for so long :-D ) zoomed in fully and snapped a shot. On blowing up the photo, however, it clearly isn’t a long tailed tit, but a dartford warbler. Dave Harris of Surrey Bird Club kindly confirmed that for me. It’s a crap quality shot, but the chestnut breast with a buff patch, and the grey head is fairly unmistakeable. This was quite exciting for me as I’ve never seen one despite walking at Thursley many hundreds of times, and having read that they were wiped out there by the big fire of 2006 and some hard winters.
So, a rubbish photo of that elusive little bird, and a few shots of Thursley in a lovely warm light.