A bird in the . . .
. . . conservatory is worth seeing.
On Sunday evening a confused, new member of the garden avian community flew indoors. There are many plants on the windowsills and floor, enough to fool an inexperienced fledgling into thinking it’s found a rare jungle.
Herschel alerted Barry to the incomer, and he and Jellicoe were summarily hustled into the kitchen. As Barry searched for the elusive chick, wondering if his eyes had been playing tricks on him, Herschel suddenly signalled. Sure enough, a small bird was fluttering in one of the plant trays. It looked as if it was having a dip, though I suspect it was too tense to consider relaxing in a tepid bath, and was literally in a flap!
We made sure the external door was open and the internal door locked and left the little bird to its own devices, hoping it would find its way out without too much stress. Meanwhile, the cats were forbidden the freedom of the conservatory.
We discovered another, larger bird on the conservatory roof. A woodpigeon had met its end there. It looks just as if it is resting. In a sense, I suppose it is. It was an odd place for it to be, far from the gutter or the apex, with no place to perch.
We rarely find dead birds and it’s sad to see something that was once so vibrant now still and lifeless.
I have wondered why I never see dead birds who have died of old age when I am out and about. I guess there isn't a connection between the dead bird and conservatory intruder.
ReplyDeleteI can't see how there could be a connection.
DeleteI suppose dead birds and animals are scavenged by others thankful for a feast.
A few times over our many years we have had a hummingbird flying to our garage. We almost never leave the door up because of any animals getting inside. Hummingbirds are so tiny there's very little that can be done except leave the door up and wait it out. Sorry about the dead bird on the roof. It is sad.
ReplyDeleteImmature birds make mistakes, I suppose, and end up where they shouldn't.
DeleteI’ve never had a bird in the house although there was once one in the closed fireplace when I wasn’t home — thank goodness. There was once a bit. And a mouse in my pyjamas.
ReplyDeleteI once had a starling in my living room, it had fallen down the chimney.
ReplyDeleteQuite the bird day at your house. Hopefully the little bird learned its lesson.
ReplyDeleteBirds fly high in panic, usually above the windows, so it's hard to get them safely away. I hope yours finds the exit.
ReplyDeleteI’m one of those folk who get panicked by a bird flapping around indoors, thankfully it doesn’t happen often.
ReplyDeleteAlison in Devon x
I hope the young bird has made a full recovery from its adventure and will avoid the conservatory in the future.
ReplyDeleteThe only times I sometimes see a dead pigeon (and we have a large population here) is when a bird of prey has caught one but then it drops from its claws, for instance when the bird of prey is being harrassed by crows and rather lets go of the weight of the sizable meal so that it can be more agile in avoiding the crows and move out of their reach.
Poor little fledgeling. I hope it was OK after its fright. xx
ReplyDeleteGlad it escaped by itself
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