There was a pair of Golden Orioles on the reserve all day on the 12th, not seen today but there were four Nightingales singing, a Garden Warbler in the car park and a pair of Cuckoos.
Hello Mick, I have just come across your blog and will now read all new entries. How nice to hear about Newbourne Springs and the Nightingales which we used to love to hear in the evenings when we lived next door. There was a Garden Warbler that nested near our front door every year. Happy times! Keep up the good work.
My interest in wildlife began many years ago, when short trousers were in fashion. The first bird’s nest that I found was that of a Song Thrush way back in 1949. Luckily for me during my childhood days, the Orwell estuary was my playground. My most memorable recollection from those early-1950s days, and one that has stayed with me ever since, was when I stood at the water’s edge of Mulberry Middle at low water. I was in awe of the vastness of the scene around me; the natural wilderness feeling was so powerful, and thereafter I was simply hooked on the beauty and the wildlife riches of the estuary and I have savoured that experience on so many occasions. I have also seen some dramatic changes. These days, only on a bleak winter’s day or during the depth of night does the estuary become, once again, a wilderness for its wildlife. These are just some of the reasons why I am passionate about and do all that I can in the world of conservation.
Hello Mick,
ReplyDeleteI have just come across your blog and will now read all new entries. How nice to hear about Newbourne Springs and the Nightingales which we used to love to hear in the evenings when we lived next door. There was a Garden Warbler that nested near our front door every year. Happy times!
Keep up the good work.