Many people have commented that Lockdown is resulting in perfect, crystal clear skies and a tranquil, traffic-lite soundtrack to outdoor activities. So, is it just me imagining it or is nature also getting rowdier? I guess there have been plenty of photos of wildlife taking advantage of our restrictions, with various animals marching, en masse, through town centres etc. Perhaps, across the board, they are generally closer and braver than normal. For instance, I mentioned our invasion of ducks a couple of weeks ago.
Around Cambridge it’s certainly been easy to hear cuckoos this year, over a surprising long period in fact. Deer (muntjac) are barking all around us, almost continuously. (It can get a bit wearing.) They are at it even as I type. However, the subject of this post is a beautiful song thrush.
Their song really is the most wonderful liquid, flowing sound. If you are not sure what they sound like, you can hear an example of it on the RSPB page.
But actually the dominant noise we’ve been hearing, whenever we’ve been in the garden recently, is the tap, tap, bashing of snail shells against our paths and many ornamental rocks. When I walk around checking plants first thing in the morning there is a steady crunching underfoot of the empty shells. You’ve got to be careful going bare footed!
And the main reason for all this pest control and relentless activity is to feed their noisy offspring. Currently, I think that there are three babies in various locations around the patio. This one was in plain view.
I tried to catch the open-mouth plaintive cheep, but I only just caught the beginning.
Too cute, don’t you think?
I am linking to Tina’s monthly Wildlife meme spotlighting the local wildlife found in our gardens.