Birds of a Feather - Joe South

of "Games People Play" fame.
Yet another 'coolish' summer's day which, if truth were known,

suits me down to the ground, but before anyone starts making my wish

come true please allow me to add 

Balmy, Still and Rain-free Nights please!

We didn'd do too badly at the traps as it happened with a nice little trio of

 DUSKY SALLOW

 DOG'S TOOTH

and

 DOTTED CLAY

all added to the 2020 tally.

Otherwise, there were but c3 happenings of note one of which

we will leave until last as it is bound to get you swooning!!

 Unlike the 

GREY PARTRIDGE

(these Norfolk birds shown just for comparison) 
ours here went extinct back in 2014)

which is pretty much a 'stay at home' gamebird, while the

 RED-LEGGED PARTRIDGE

seems to have something of a wanderlust 

 with the resident 'pair'? plus the new arrival being relocated today

about ¾ of a mile from the original position.

Secondly, the 'swarms' of

STARLING's
continue their mass gatherings at a number of locations and with such flocks
there is sure to be a disaster or two!

On our return to base there on the lawn was a hapless individual rotating, seemingly,

in ever decreasing circles, and looking every bit to have a broken wing?

Were that the case there would have been no alternative than to administer the

Coup de Gras
but no, on closer inspection it was seen to have just twisted primary feathers
which sent my thought reeling back to the 1970's when we lived on the
Isle of Portland.
One day a grounded Common Swift was found in the back garden which is not an option
for a bird that spends its entire life 'on the wing' save for breeding.
The only option was to transport it to the
Portland Bird Observatory
to seek the advice of the then Warden Mick Rogers who said immediately that he could fix it!
He boiled a kettle of water and then gently passed the wing through the steam,
and as if by magic the feathers all fell back into place and flew off powerfully once 'ringed'.
Following that lead, I too boiled the kettle and opened the lid to let out the steam at
which point I dropped it into the boiling water!!!!
Only joking, as it also flew away seemingly no worse for wear!
Then, last but not least, our attention was directed to this little lot
in the eaves of one of the wooden buildings - we will let the images do the talking.

While Dad was busily filling his own crop

MUM CHAFFINCH and the KIDS

were left to get on with

 the real

 
LABOURS of LIFE!

PHEW I'M NEARLY FULL NOW
time for a little noddy, I'll mow that lawn tomorrow!!