Yesterday evening, as the sun went down, large flocks of Honey buzzards were seen arriving on Malta. For most of the flocks, their roosting sites were seen, but a few managed to disappear, making it difficult to protect them at dawn. We headed to a possible location, where these buzzards often roost on migration. We saw a few harriers come through, but none of the buzzards. The harriers, by the way, were shot at. We didn’t see any casualties.
The Maltese hunters like to eat Honey buzzards. Apparently they taste sweet like honey. Which is quite amazing as Honey buzzards eat wasps, not bees. And I’m pretty sure bees don’t taste of honey anyway!
I saw a bright green and yellow warbler, a Wood warbler. He had a bright yellow eyebrow.
One Golden oriole, hung around a very dangerous spot for a wee while. Right by some hunters. A huge sigh of relief as he headed out to sea.
Lots of Bee eaters were passing over. Again, we heard gunshots in their direction. They’re so bright and beautifully coloured, have unusual flight, and make such gorgeous and jolly but almost alien like calls. I feel they are more like something from the Avatar film.
I watched a Pied flycatcher catching flies.
A bright blue dragonfly flew by.
There were tiny little bees, spinning round in flowers, gathering up bright yellow pollen as they did.
And honeysuckle is suddenly out everywhere, adding a wonderful scent to the air.
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