Starlings

During the autumn and winter months we have a flock of starlings who roost in our Bay bush. It’s fascinating to watch them line up on the pylon wires and then swoop down really fast into the Bay bush.

This summer I have noticed that they have taken to meeting up on our two willow trees. They jibber jabber (I like to think they are sharing their news of the day) and then one (who seems to be in command) will make a shrill whistle and all goes quiet. Then, almost like military precision the first batch take flight and off they go to roost in Laura’s pine tree.

The process is repeated until all have roosted. There must be some sort of pecking order for roosting. Absolutely fascinating

Blessed Be