On a recent visit to Ness I heard a loud excited calling of geese coming up the coast. It was quite sometime before I saw them arriving over the Dee Estuary. It took some 5 minutes before the event was over so there must have been many hundreds passing and calling to each other as they arrived at their destination after at least a month of travelling. The atmosphere of excitement was catching as they reached their destination.
Many young birds have started to gather in their own seperate groups, some with parents and some without. Groups of Starlings can be seen collecting on chimneys and telegraph wires deciding whether to stay or go for the winter months. It is strange to reflect what makes some stay and others go.
There is still much to find in the wilder sections of the gardens
|Wild Carrot Seed Head|
The birds are singing and the gardens acquire the dimension of sound again. Each area has its own unique voice of who lives there. At the moment loudest is the racket coming from the woodland areas where Jays congregate together and shout about it. It is not dissimilar from the sound of something being slaughtered.