Thursday Thrushling

Do you remember my post about Mr Thrush and his endless singing back in July this year?

It would appear that his dedication and choice of aria was well rewarded. He found a mate and together they have raised this little one I spied in the Bottle Brush tree. I have seen two thrushes in the garden regularly in the past weeks and they have often been carrying beaks full of worms and now I know why.
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19 thoughts on “Thursday Thrushling

    1. ordinarygood Post author

      I had heard little “tsking” sounds from the bush and here it is looking very warily at me. There was another in the back garden so perhaps they are siblings? I hope they survive. They are very vulnerable being so close to the ground.

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    1. ordinarygood Post author

      It is a thrill Juliet. I haven’t spotted the nest but was drawn to this bush by the wee birds “tsking” call to its parents. It won’t be long until the blackbirds have fledglings now.

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    1. ordinarygood Post author

      They are wonderful birds to have in the garden. After all the rain we have had there is a bounty of worms on offer for the birds. Fewer snails is a real bonus!

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    1. ordinarygood Post author

      He/she was a plump, well fed wee ‘un. The parents look much leaner! I did not like to part the branches and scare him any further so simply hoped for the best. I can’t find the nest anywhere but we have large trees across the road and I had seen the parents fly that way with their beaks laden with worms.

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      1. Gallivanta

        I start to get worried when the little ones come down to the ground and traipse after the parents. They always look so vulnerable and clumsy.

      2. Gallivanta

        He has a sore back? Did I miss something? There was a lovely article in the Press today about the South Island Kokako, based on this blog http://christchurchartgallery.org.nz/blog/bunker-notes/2013/10/04/kokako-mayo-blog-to-be-completed/ What fascinates me ,more than anything, is that, as late as 1977, a commercial company was willing to commission beautiful artwork. These days, commercial places give us the thrill of tiny little mini-sized grocery toys………..

      3. ordinarygood Post author

        Yes Jazz has had a sore back. I haven’t posted about it so you did not miss anything:-) I remember those cards in the packets of Jelly. I think there was a booklet to stick them in if my memory serves me correctly. Either I had a stash or my Mum collected them for my youngest brother.
        As for the brittle plastic grocery toys and associated paraphenalia – good grief.
        One of the sweetest moments of my life was hearing a Kokako sing across a gully when I visited Kapiti Island…..Divine!

      4. Gallivanta

        As children we collected cards from Shell; they were drawings of shells and we had a book to stick them in. Didn’t ever get the complete set; sniff. I am going to the DOC site now to see if I can listen to a kokako; sample a little of the ‘Divine’. My asparagus was divine, btw.

      5. ordinarygood Post author

        I remember various books that cards got stuck into over the years, either by me, my brothers or my children and we usually had a blank or two!
        If the DOC site lacks the “Divine” then try NZ Birds Online website.
        My sense of taste is just beginning to return….yippee so asparagus will be served tomorrow. I thought of you enjoying yours.

      6. Gallivanta

        I found the kokako call; almost eerie to hear it through the laptop sound system. I think it would be more satisfactory to hear it in the wild.

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