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More nesting

female chaffinchNow that the terrible endless winter is finally over, the birds in Berlin have been incredibly busy catching up and building nests. Everywhere I see birds flying with materials in their mouths, but I am not quick enough to catch them on camera. Above is a female chaffinch gathering twigs for her nest in the Tiergarten, near the Neuer See. Her man was in the area foraging for food.

Near the S-Bahn tracks by my house a pair of magpies have been working from dawn until dusk over the last week to build their nest. I feel incredibly lazy compared to them. The nest seems to be completed now, and it is quite large. They are now spending their energy protecting it from crows. (The crows themselves have been busy. I spotted three crow’s nests today, with crows inside them.)

I tried very hard to get some photos or video of the magpies at work, but any time I got anywhere near the nest they would fly off and hide. So I left them in peace, but did manage to get this photo. They don’t reuse their old nests, or even the same trees. For the last three years these magpies have built nests in three different locations. I also noticed that they will not use old twigs, but instead painstakingly break new ones off the trees. I suppose that makes for a more sturdy nest, but it is quite a lot of work!

Magpie nest

Yet More Winter

snow

This is the view from my window today. It really is quite beautiful, but has put something of a damper on my thoughts of spring. The birds have been keeping at it however, and it seems that every day I hear more songs from the males. Today a male great tit was singing quite loudly while his comrades were finishing off the peanuts on my window box. He only has two notes, but he makes good use of them. The great tits, or Kohlmeise (which I’m calling them from now on, thanks to the tit problem), are very similar to the blue tits, or Blaumeise, except that they are larger and have black caps. They are very frequent visitors to our fat balls. Continue reading

An Hour’s Walk

Flying Coot

Today was the first full sunny day in as long as I can remember. We have had a few hours of sun here and there over the past few weeks, but it has always passed quickly and never seems to totally dispel the gloom. But today was different, and I took advantage of it by taking a meandering route on my errands. First I stopped by the gathering in the Spree, to check on the usual crowd. I didn’t see the little grebe this time, but everyone else was there. A man on the opposite bank was throwing bread in the water, so the whole mass of birds slowly moved into his vicinity, making quite a ruckus on the way. The coots are very funny when they decide to fly. They begin by running along the water, kicking it up behind them, and flapping their wings like mad. When they finally alight it seems a marvel that they can fly at all. Above is a photo of one of the coots about to take off. Continue reading