For a long time now I have wanted to record some photos of Starlings. I see them in and around my garden all the time and hear their raucous but also tuneful songs amidst all the other birds who frequent our neighbourhood.
I often watch them from the kitchen window as they bob along in an almost military strut pecking for tasty morsels in our grass. There are times when their feathers look unkempt and others when they appear to use a lot of grooming “product”. But they also have beautiful iridescent colours and delightful white speckles as part of their plumage.
I had tossed out some food scraps earlier in the week and these had drawn the sparrows, the occasional finches and some starlings. Later in the afternoon several starlings had arranged themselves on our boundary fence and my luck was in.
One of my real enjoyments as the day begins to draw to its end, is to watch the flocks of starlings flying at speed to their nightly roosting places. It is quite magnificent and if I am outside the sudden sound of the whirr of their collective wings is dramatic but fleeting. A photograph of this has eluded me to date. But I like a challenge.