This has been a busy time for birds in our garden. With some of the courting rituals over and nests built, many birds are now focusing on feeding their fledglings. A pair of Common Starlings brought their two chicks to feed on the lawn, seemingly teaching them to stab at the ground to find their food – and introduced them to the fruit on the feeding tray.
Although a lot of the Village Weavers are involved with feeding their fledglings, chasing each other from the feeding station, and still courting, I recently observed a female collecting feathers from the lawn and cramming them into her beak. Once she could hold no more, she inevitably dropped some, returning a few minutes later to fetch them. It is wonderful the way no resources are wasted in the garden.
The other morning I counted twenty-nine Laughing Doves perched on the telephone cable visible from my study, drying out in the early sunshine after heavy rain the night before. This month it was an Olive Thrush that apparently took a dislike to a Laughing Dove. It wouldn’t allow the poor dove to settle anywhere without chasing it around the garden and over the perimeter of it and back.
A pair of Olive Thrushes nested in the garden next door and, after having carried food across for a while, recently brought their two speckled offspring with them. Their yellow gapes were still clearly visible as they begged to be fed but now these juveniles confidently seek food here on their own.
I continued to enjoy the secretive way in which the pair of Cape Robins collected beetles and caterpillars to feed their young nestled within the lavender bushes and sheltered from the rain by the overhanging branches of the Buddleia salviifolia. They would first fly to a nearby Pom-pom tree, then make it across the lawn to the windowsill of the lounge. There they would walk along it until they were apparently out of sight then hop into the Buddleia before dropping down into their nest – such elaborate precautions to maintain the safety of their family!
We are always pleased to see the Burchell’s Coucal in the garden. Having raised one as a chick many years ago, I am fully aware of their dietary requirements. While I was pruning around the aloes on 7th November, I heard the Cape Robins making an agitated alarm call. Then I noticed several weavers leaving off their feeding to perch on top of the Buddleia – very strange.
If you have read my entry HARK THE UNUSUAL NOISE from 7th December 2014, you will appreciate why I first thought that a snake may have found its way to the robin’s nest. I thus approached it with caution just in time to see a Burchell’s Coucal emerge from the lavender bushes while swallowing the last of the robin fledglings!
A few minutes later my attention was drawn to the agitated calls and unusual behaviour of a pair of Forktailed Drongos in the back garden. They were dive-bombing (probably the same) Burchell’s Coucal sidling through the thick hedge of Cape Honeysuckle. I imagine it had raided their nest too. Sad, but then it also has to eat.
Much more delightful news is that the pair of Lesser-striped Swallows began to work on their mud nest under the eaves in earnest last week. They finished the tunnel entrance yesterday and I saw one peeping out of the hole early this morning. What a joy.
My November list is:
African Green Pigeon
Black Crow (Cape)
Black Sunbird (Amethyst)
Cape Turtle Dove
Greater Double-collared Sunbird
Greyheaded Bush Shrike
Knysna Lourie (Turaco)
Redbilled Woodhoopoe (Green Woodhoopoe)
Redchested Cuckoo (Piet-my-vrou)
Rock Pigeon (Speckled)
Streakyheaded Canary (Seedeater)