Mainly Fieldfare

01.12.23 Once again a visit to Burdon Moor, on a snowy afternoon, in the hope of getting some images of Fieldfare and Redwing and this time I wasn’t disappointed. I even managed flight shots with some being more successful than others. 

This bird in particular was quite happy to pose and eat berries while I took its picture.

It picked a berry 

Then dropped it.

When you look closely the pattern and colours on the wing are beautiful.

Fieldfare in flight. This is my favourite shot of the day.

You can see why it’s called a Redwing.

I haven’ got many Blackbird in flight shots.

Only one Stonechat seen but it was nice to get it with some snow.

Far Pastures

 Nothing much different from the last time I was at Far Pastures although there was a Coot on the pond which is quite unusual (I haven’t seen one here for a long time). It was once again the carpark and the lane that proved most productive.

One of two Bank Voles taking seeds from underneath the feeders in the carpark.

Nuthatch.

This Nuthatch looks to be saying “come on take the seed if you think you’re hard enough.”

Loads of Coal Tit were along the lane and in the carpark.

This Robin was sitting right next to me. It looks as though butter wouldn’t melt.

Same Robin but this time with attitude. 

Male Bullfinch.

Blackbird again with attitude.

Siskin.

Teal walking on thin ice.

Roe Deer.

What a difference…

 …a day makes. I went up onto the moors at the weekend and while it was cold on Saturday, it was positively wintry on Sunday with a covering of snow. Despite the weather, it was a canny weekend.

One of the birds I went up to the moors to see was Wheatear and there were a few around. This one is a female.

Males were also showing well.

This male did not like other males encroaching on its patch.

A Thrush singing its heart out from the top of a tree on Saturday.

Same Thrush singing away in the same tree on Sunday.

Male Wheatear sitting on a rock in the snow.

Female Wheatear

Meadow Pipit.

The snow did not stop this Wren from singing.

This small piece of ice caught my eye. It was hanging by a thread from a bridge handrail and was spinning in the breeze. I just love the way the different facets catch the light as it spins.