
Vole (field I think) under the bird feeders
It has got to the time of year when our natural hedgerow larders are nearly running empty and wildlife is looking for alternatives. Over the last month I’ve noticed occasional scurrying around the olive tree pots under our pergola. Mostly it has been corner of the eye spotting, but I finally got a good look at who is creeping around under the feeders and it is a field vole. I am fairly certain this is the same chap who has been running around the back of the greenhouse eating all of the tulips from my pots. If only he had made use of the dropped nuts earlier!
Talking of tulips, when I set out to do a spot of cutting back today, I noticed that all the lovely new growth from the tulips in pots of the patio has been leveled. Someone did their own cutting back. I am heart-broken. All the species tulips in clay pots are gone too. 😦
I am laying the blame for this devastation on the Muntjac deer. There were two under the walnut the other day consuming every leaf on the ivy covering the bank. They must have wandered closer to the house under cover of dark!

Pheasant checking out the nut deluge too
Another creature taking advantage of the messy eaters using the feeders on the pergola was this splendid looking pheasant. We don’t see pheasants all that often in the garden, but when we do it is usually at this time of year, before the fields are lush and their edges bursting with green weeds.
On the other hand, squirrels are normally a given, but this is the first I’ve seen on the patio this winter. He made no attempt to reach the nuts either, just rushed round on the ground.

Grey squirrel hunting for tidbits from the feeders
Elsewhere, along side the driveway, the crab apple tree has sadly run out of apples. The blackbirds have stripped it bare. No more hilarious acrobatics reaching for the remote fruit at the ends of thin branches.

Blackbird with one of the last of the year’s crab apples
While I was watching the blackbirds contort themselves more and more I happened to spot a tiny wren rooting around at the back of the border. The light was very murky by that point, so I’ve had to stretch contrast in the image considerably, but I rather like the resulting soft tones.

Jenny* wren, (Troglodytes troglodytes) Jan 2019
*As I was writing that caption I wondered where the Jenny comes from in the bird name. So I looked it up and discovered that in the middle ages there was a tendency to call birds after people: Robin, Martin, Jay. Some of these personal names became added to existing names, hence there are JACKdaws, MAGpies and JENNY wrens.
I thought that I should let you know how I got on in the Big Garden Bird Watch 2019 at the end of January. Well, it was pretty average in terms of species and numbers. Zero sightings of things like house sparrows and starlings that I grew up seeing in abundance. Those are fairly well established trends though.
It’s hard to know when (in the day) to start the count, i.e. for most activity and interest, but as a rule of thumb, if the long-tailed tits have swirled in, then the tit flock is on tea break and you can guarantee at least some additional blue tits and great tits will turn up, with a few chaffinches and blackbirds on the ground eating crumbs. So when this fellow arrived …

Long-tailed tits usually herald an influx of hungry birds
my hour started and I began counting.
And the winner of the most numerous species in our garden during the hour was … the blue tit. I counted a reliable seven in the wisteria at one time, but with all their hopping around there might have been more.
Blue tits have taken to bathing together in the little waterfall to the pond on the patio. Again timing is everything, but I managed to snap four of them together:

Blue tits bathing in the waterfall
They are looking intensely blue just now,
presumably colouring up in preparation for pairing up.
Had you ever noticed that blue tits have blue feet? They are really quite beautiful.

Blue tit holding a sunflower seed between its blue talons
I’d like some nail varnish that colour!
I am linking up with Tina@mygardenersays again for her monthly reporting of backyard wildlife. Don’t forget to follow the comments on her post to take a peek into other people’s wildlife roundups.
I loved these photos of your friends.
Thanks Flower. I am happy to share friends!
Great photos of the blue tit, and curious blue feet!
Paz
Thanks. Can’t think why I’d never noticed before, ‘cos they aren’t particularly subtle are they?
I have neither voles, nor pheasants, so those are a real treat to see. I imagine that you’re not fond of the voles? Squirrels I have and am fond of. Usually. The bird shots are all great; I really like the blackbird with berry and the blue tit with blue feet. NIce post of your wild ones!
I can’t help liking voles in spite of everything. I feel like I should be able to keep them off my precious things with a bit of thought though. The deer are just something else! I could put up fences everywhere, but my neighbours say they jump theirs, so I am at something of an impasse.
So sad about your tulips~ such a shame. The torn edges do look like deer damage. Pretty much why I’ve given up on having tulips. Rodents and deer make many plants off limits, sadly.
I love blue tits – such a beautiful little bird.
Yeah, it is hard to know what to do. Normally they are safe, being so close to the house and so far advanced in growth. Ho hum, I’ll have another go at making our boundary with the fields behind less passable.
Great photos. The squirrel is quite cute and the pheasant looks magnificent. The vole looks rather cute too, but I love the pics of the blue tit. Love the blue feet!
Thanks Sue. Those blue talons are amazing aren’t they?
It could have been the pheasant who are the tulips.
It might, ‘cos pheasants can certainly do quite a lot of damage too (they have snapped off all my snake’s head frits before now), but I think they tend to be more scattergun in their approach. This was something like twelve pots (with a lot of green growth) completely leveled in a fairly even manner.
Oh what a shame. They are a real pest.
Yes, that’s a field vole, we have them here – or rather, used to, before the new next-door neighbours arrived with a cat. Love the blue tits – even the one that nags us so much we’ve named it ‘pesterbunny’!
Thanks for the confirmation. Vole subtleties escape me! They are so cute, but little devils with the spring flowers. Sounds like a story behind that ‘pesterbunny’ name …
That is one laidback frog!
Yes, he looks happy there, doesn’t he?
So sorry for your tulips… But isn’t it fantastic to have all this wildlife around <3. The wren picture impressed me a lot. They never let me come close in the wild. I have never got a good closeup of a wren.
I got lucky with the wren because he was behind the blackbird I was photographing, so I just changed the focus. Nevertheless he was gone in a flash, no chance for follow-ups!
‘Catch a wren’ they say. I want to write a blog about this tradition, but how can I write if I don’t have pictures to go with the story 🙂
That’s an interesting tradition and I’d not heard of it before. Good idea for a post!
You can google Lá an Dreoilín 🙂
Very nice…It is a red-backed vole ?