Mist and mistle thrushes
After a rather damp and dismal week with the haar mist rolling in daily from the North Sea Sunday dawned alot brighter and we could actually see across to the other side of Loch Ness. Autumn is definitely here and the leaves are rapidly turning yellowy brown and the slightest breeze makes them whirl down to the ground. The weather has been unusually mild for this time of year and I rescued a tiny baby siskin that had flown into the glass of the window, a second late hatch this year. After getting its breath back it flew away and I just hope it survives the coming winter. 
The remaining red rowan berries are still on the trees and they attracted a family of mistle thrushes in a feeding frenzy. Fascinating to watch. They are the largest of our native thrushes and they are called mistle thrushes as they are fond of the sticky berries of the mistletoe but will willingly eat other berries. They can withstand the winter weather and lay eggs in late February in exposed nests at the top of trees.
1 Comments:
Great photos of the thrushes.
Post a Comment
<< Diary Home