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Birds of a feather.

19th March 2021 - 1:00pm

Our very own, award-winning Jacinta Mc Glynn, brings you her new weekly feature, from murmurations to good vibrations

Our very own, award-winning Jacinta Mc Glynn, brings you her new weekly feature, from murmurations to good vibrations

#Traveltradetogether

He who shall be obeyed (The Mighty Don) has decreed that I should not lie in torpor and a state of apathy, but rather exercise my brain and do a bit of work! So here goes in a possible weekly column of trivia that will hopefully distract, interest or amuse. Naturally, as always, any complaints as to content or grammar issues should be directed to Mr Shearer, C/O the Best and Brightest Travel Media Company in the world – Travelbiz! Ireland’s Travel Trade B2B Media Partnership.

 

As I’m apt to gaze out my window, I have become really fond of my garden birds. I get many visitors in mini flocks, in large murmurations (only joking – I get starlings, but not in vast numbers) and in solitary flight. My favourites are probably the goldfinches with their buttercup wings and ruby red heads. These are swiftly followed by great tits (bold little birdies with distinctive black stripes down their chest) and their minute and more timid cousins, the blue tits (who are powder blue and faded lemon and who bob and curtsey constantly).

 

I love to see my blackcap, not because he is particularly distinctive (he’s a little dull with pewter grey plumage and a black cap – hence the name), but because he appears very shy and reticent, although he’s a little bully! Of course there is the resident redbreast (I call him Robin Hood as he steals all the seed) and lots of chittering house sparrows. I frequently see a dunnock too (distinct from a sparrow in that he is darker brown and dun all over). I have several pairs of blackbirds (who are presently nesting) and their favourite treat is ripe pear. The male arrives first and literally wags his tail feathers, then the Mrs alights to join in the fruity spoils. I get loads of feral pigeons who make an awful racket, but at least they have the decency to hoover up the dropped seeds. I had high drama yesterday when a large female sparrowhawk caught a pigeon mid-flight and crash landed against my patio door. Her speckled breast gave her away as female and she efficiently landed her quarry. Diana the Huntress!

 

So as Birds of a Feather, we flock together. #Traveltradetogether. Let’s look forward to Fly Together soon too.


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