For a year now I have worked reduced hours. A new situation, as I have almost all my grown up life worked full time, with some exceptions when the kids were small. Working reduced hours gives me days at home, gives me long mornings when I can sit watching the birds after breakfast.
I love my birdwatching time, and over the last 12 months, I have learned a lot about the birds in the garden. Their names, their singing, what they like to eat, how they act alone or together. I have a special notebook where I write down the birds which visit The Blue Garden. I started this notebook in February last year, and love to compare today with the same day last year.
Almost every day we have great tits, blue tits and eurasian siskins visiting. Then a lot of other birds are coming from time to time. Like the yellowhammers. I love the yellowhammers. I love their colours, but most of all their singing. One, two, three, four five six, seven........is how we describe their singing in Norway. En, to, tre, fire, fem, seks, sjuuuuuu......Seven in Norwegian is sju, the same sound as the last sound in the yellohammers song. A few years ago I wrote a legend about how the yellowhammer learned to count to seven. So far the legend is only in Norwegian. May be I shall translate it some day.......
Or you can try google translate yourself. You find the legend here.
I am a dreamer. One of my dreams is to open a garden restaurant out in the Blue Garden. I would set up small tables near the flower beds and the roses, under the fruit trees, inside the green house, a few tiny ones for children outside the play house, a long table in the back yard for late night dinners. People would come like mots drawn to the light and I would walk around, always smiling, serving tea and coffee, lemonade, home made cakes and salads with my own herbs. Some nights there would be music, other nights story telling, some days would be reserved for knitters, other for booklovers. Guests would bring seeds and new roses and they would be allowed to pick flowers and take home. Bloggers would come from far away to blog about the place :-)
This is not hard to imagine, is it?
Sitting in my studio, looking out from the first floor window over the front garden, I see that I already have a restaurant out there. A restaurant for my feathered friends. On the menu today is a special treat for the weekend, pear and oatmeal. They seem to love the place and the food, and I love that they love!
This morning I went out in the garden to check on the bird feeders. Marta has been filling the feeders while we´ve been away, but she told me they didn´t eat much. It didn´t take me long to find out that the seeds in the feeders were all frozen and would not glide smoothly out of the feeders as they were supposed to do. And the yews, where I have most of the feeders, were so covered in snow, it was impossible to see a thing.
Well, after doing a little "job" it looked much better. I went in and sat down near the livingroom window with my camera. Soon the birds started to come.
In a window sill in the livingroom I have a book about birds, binoculars, a pen and a special notebook where I write down the name of the birds visiting our garden. I love to sit in the armchair in front of the window, watching the birds.....and the squirrels :-)
I would love to invite you all for tea one morning, to watch the birds with me, but since that is impossible, I decided to post a few pictures taken today instead.
Tits, sparrows, finches........do you know their names?
This is the first time I see a coal tit in the garden. It has probably been here before though, without me noticing. Keeping track of the birds in the garden has been a great way for me to learn new names, to see even the tiny little variatons between the birds.
In the blog Fløy en liten blåfugl you can read about/see more birds, from my garden and from other places as well.
I am back home and sorting through my photos. Yesterday was a lovely day in Hyde Park/Kensington Gardens. Packed with people because of some Half Marathon, but it is always possible to find quiet places.
Had a very long travel home though. When I came to Gardermoen in Oslo, from Heathrow, London, I learned that the airport outside Trondheim was closed because og mist. Had to take a night bus home.....7 hours. It was worth it though. The past 10 days has been a dream.
Watching the birds is one of the pure pleasures of having a garden. I feed the birds (and the squirrels) all year round, and the garden is always busy. I don´t know many English bird names, but google translate is a good help, and it tells me that this is a great tit.
The house sparrows are the most common inhabitants of the garden. Poor little one is wet in the rain today.
Here is another common one. In Norway we call them bokfink, and that´s the name google is giving me in English as well. I am not sure that´s correct though.......
Which birds do you have in your garden, or in your area? Why not comment with the Norwegian name of the bird :-)
Ever since I was a little girl I have loved the house sparrows. There were a lot of them in my childhood garden, and I never tired of watching the adults feed their babies over the summer, or the young ones having a bath in a puddle after the rain.
Here in The Blue Garden I feed the birds and the squirrels all year and the garden is always filled with life and activity.
During the day there is a wide variety of different birds visiting, but somehow, the sparrows continue to be my favorites. They are common. They might seem grey, boring. But if you look closer you will se the beauty and the uniqueness of every single one of them.
All texts and photos by Britt-Arnhild Wigum Lindland
I am living in a red house surrounded by a blue garden near Trondheim, Norway. I love everydays and post about my steps through life. Britt-Arnhild's House in the Woods is open to everybody. Welcome over!