So last Thursday, on my walk through the reserve to work (RSPB The Lodge), I finally heard my heart’s desire. A raven calling. How on earth the raven became the bad guy in folklore I do not understand. For their call is just so beautiful.
His call followed me for most of my walk. By the time I reached the office I was buzzing.
Friday morning I joined a ringing session here at the Lodge. The trainer got me stuck in right away. Untangling wee birds from the mist net, measuring, weighing, fat and muscle scoring, and … I ringed my first bird!
A feisty little chaffinch lady, who had a very bitey beak.
This Monday morning, on my walk to work, I was given a double dose of magic. Two ravens calling.
I also had a close encounter with a bunny. Pottering along (me, not the bunny), watching green and great spotted woodpeckers criss-crossing from tree to tree. I followed the path around a corner and came across the cutest bunny scampering enthusiastically towards me. Bunny kept coming, until he was just a few metres from me. At which point he suddenly seemed to sense my presence, screech to a holt, turn around and bolt back the way he’d come. All done in an incredibly cartoonish style.
Herbivores generally have eyes more side facing, rather than forward facing. This is so that they can see predators approaching from all around them. This does mean however, that they are prone to blind spots directly in front of them. Hence bunny didn’t see me coming. Deer have been known to run head first, straight into tree trunks. Ouch.
Predators always have forward facing eyes, so that they can focus on the prey that they stalk. Evolution is cool. Though perhaps not for the dear deer with face ache!