I spent ages yesterday wondering how to incorporate a pun or Wortspiel linking my Brown Shrike to the German football team Eintracht Braunschweig. I failed. I am reacquainting myself with some German as I shall soon be reading Bin Dichter nur der Posse as soon as I have finished Little Dorrit. Alas Little Dorrit is taking rather longer than I anticipated, not least because I am spending so much time on bird-a-day. If Marilyn Monroe was still alive I am sure she would be giving us all a husky, sensual rendition of Happy Bird-a-Day to you……… Not so happy today, though.
In an effort to keep my freshly minted birds to the fore I went out again this morning. Just a couple of hours on the local patch. I had hoped to find Braunschweig again but again the Wurst was missing – I am definitely not over the Wurst. The light was if anything duller than yesterday so I was not optimistic of getting good images even if I found the shrike. This was never put to the test. An oddity was a Grey heron sitting on top of a tree, his crest flapping like a poorly fitting toupee in the breeze. He later dropped down into one of the ponds and was probably snaffling a few of the fish.
My favourite observation spot is currently a waste of time. There is construction work going on and the workmen are on the move (surprisingly) all the time. Few birds come close. One Daurian Redstart fluttered about but I couldn’t bring myself to press the shutter so poor was the light. Down by the far pond I saw a Grey wagtail and then out popped a Blue Whistling-Thrush, Myophonus caeruleus. So today’s BAD offering is this chappy:
And because the cigars would definitely stay in the box for these two, as they used to say on Blue Peter, here’s one I prepared earlier:
It is a very handsome bird. Much under-rated in my opinion.
Tomorrow may well be an archive day. I HAVE TO WORK. OMG. I have no idea how I will cope but the bills have to be paid. There is a lunch thrown in but I’m not likely to see many birds in a board room. On the brighter side Operation De-clutter is going swimmingly. One large painting has gone. Both sets of antique golf clubs have been sold. Yes, sold. For real money. We have a taker for the washing machine and for the coffee table. At this rate the godown will be empty by the end of the month. That will be a cause to celebrate. Not bad, eh?