I’ve mentioned before how I am often followed by magpies (or, at least, that’s how it feels) and I thought this fellow sitting happily watching us on the gate was my “one for sorrow” for the day until I noticed his colouring.
Is it a crow? I wondered. But he looked a bit different. Maybe a Jacksaw? Rook? Raven? Instead of guessing I got the trusty bird guide out and I think he might be a carrion crow, although stand to be corrected.
While we are on the subject of birds. In contrast to the all black, this little one is called a superb starling (I’d have to agree with that). It caught my eye when we visited Africa Alive and seemed very inquisitive.
And to round off this birds post, I thought I’d show you what I mean about being followed by magpies. There is usually one or, if I’m lucky, two about (and not just at home but other places too) but one day we looked out of our living room window to see ALL the magpies (or 10 plus anyway). They were making a terrible racket too.