SPOTTY

Last year I told the story of Spotty, the ringed Common Fiscal that has regularly visited our garden since at least 2016. I gave him this moniker because of the distinctive faint black spot on his front.  Over the past year, Spotty became less wary of me and often perched on a nearby branch while I was enjoying tea outside. While he appears in many photographs of the birds in my garden, these ones were taken in January. In this one he is perched above a feeding tray I had wedged into the fork of a tree in an effort to create a safer place (from the neighbouring cats) for the birds to come to.

He has perched comfortably on the edge of the feeding tray to nibble at a piece of sausage.

It didn’t taste too bad.

Once back on the branch, he eyed me silently before flying off. You can clearly see his eponymous dark spot.

Now that I am back from my brief sojourn away, I am hoping to see more of him.

32 thoughts on “SPOTTY

    • It is this band that helped me to recognise him in the beginning – until I began to recognise him by the pattern of spots on his wings and tummy 🙂

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  1. It was very clever of him to grow that spot so you could identify him! How lovely that he is so tame.

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    • I am often surprised at the subtle differences between birds and animals that at first seem to ‘be the same’. Zebras, for example, are very different from each other and I have gradually learned to identify three individual Common Fiscals over the years by observing them closely.

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    • Being able to identify him so easily has encouraged me to observe other regular bird visitors more closely too. I have identified a particular Cape Robin-chat but find weavers, for example, impossible to separate into individuals.

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  2. I think I remember you feeding him treats while enjoying your tea outside in a post from last year. I had a female cardinal that I gave a small cup of safflower seeds to daily – she waited for me to come home from work and saw me walk up the sidewalk and flew to the ground. Never her mate, just her – there was a cardinal’s nest in the barberry bushes for years.

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