Starlings.

Since I didn’t use yesterday’s pictures of the fly agaric, I went out especially to re-blip them for today. At dusk, on the way back, I saw a few hundred of these starlings on the three phase power lines that feed the local farm. The toadstools will still be there tomorrow, albeit a little more wrinkly like the rest of us, where-as the birds buggered off as soon as I had a few shots of them. Maybe I’ll do the fungi tomorrow.

When we first moved here and started feeding the birds, the starlings would arrive at eleven o’clock. It didn’t matter what time we put the food out; similarly, at four o‘clock they all disappeared, regardless of whether or not there was anything left to eat. We assumed that they lived at Waverley Station in Embra and did a daily commute. In the intervening years, their habits have changed; now they sit out there on the roof-tops waiting to swoop down as soon as we put the food out. We think that the authorities must have evicted them and so they now live more locally - perhaps at the end of the power lines - in a barn.

I have just posted yesterday’s blip, “Tintin.”