It is rare to see a single Starling and should one individual alight on a feeder and start pecking busily at the food it is soon joined by legions of friends and relatives. Generally they arrive and leave as one screeching unit.
The inexperienced youngsters’ spatial awareness is not fully developed and so collisions with windows are not uncommon. Sometimes, sadly, the young bird breaks its neck and the bright eyes soon fade. At other times it may be dazed or incapacitated for a period ranging from a few minutes to several hours. Last year one juvenile spent several hours on our patio, moving away carefully when we or our dogs drew too close. We put seed within its reach and by evening we were pleased to see it fly away. The next day a young bird flew onto the patio and spent some time there – we thought it was the same one and mused that it had come to thank us for looking after it the previous day.
The following photographs illustrate (some) Starling antics in Spring.
An adult flies in to feed a youngster.
A respite for two adults to feed themselves. The male (on the left) has a blue-based bill. The female's bill is pink-based.
Comings and goings . . .
Landing together . . .
Chattering . . .
Aerial manoeuvres . . .
Other birds and beasts visit the feeding stations - a subject for another day!