A cinnamon-chested bee-eater and her young fledgling on the wire outside our house. I just missed her hawking and feeding the baby
Eyeing this strange creature standing below the wire
One of the most rewarding aspects of life in Kimwarrer Valley, is the large variety of birds. Birds we've never seen before and birds who are still flummoxing us with their identity. We're woken in the morning by the Spotted Morning-Thrush, the Common Bulbul and a multitude of other swizzlers. I have not been able to photograph all of them yet, but am out there every day looking for the perfect shot.
Yesterday I heard a squeaky call and went outside with my camera and binoculars. Imagine my surprise when I saw a large Crowned hornbill on the hibiscus bush making this sound. We have three different sunbirds in the garden and they not only differ from each other but from the ones we know in South Africa. Here we get the Hunter sunbird and the Bronze sunbird. Not sure of the third one - still trying to ID it. At night there are turacos, swallows who nest on the veranda and many birds which we can hear but haven't spotted yet. As Grant said the other evening while we sat in the dusk and listened to the sound of Africa, "This is so good for the soul" !
Thanks to all for your continued comments and visits to my blog. I seem to have a better connection here in my own home, but am not holding my breath! LOL. I have managed to visit a few blogs today and trust I'll soon get back into the swing of blog hopping again.
Bless you all!