Strangeness — 9 Comments

  1. If you were a Buddhist then the wren could be an incarnation of Sandy just checking you were looking after his place. Who knows he might even have been paying you a call but those encounters can be called strange in my book.

    • That is a nice thought, but I would be more inclined to believe that Sandy influenced our choice of Penny.  Sandy was always very gentle with any bird that whacked off a window [she used to mind them and nudge them gently until they recovered] so maybe you do have a point

  2. I have trouble keeping swifts and martins out of the house once they arrive here from Africa or wherever!  They seem to find us irresistable when hunting for somewhere to nest.  Don't get me wrong, I love to see them and the swallows flying round and dipping into the pool but sharing the house with them is a bit messy once the chicks arrive!!

    The worst creature I ever had to get out was a bat.  In the end we got a sheet and closed the room down with it driving the bat out of the open window it had been ignoring while swooping round the room.  I don't think its sonar was working properly.

    • The problem with swifts and martins is [and correct me if I'm wrong] they want to return to the same nest each summer.  So if they have mede their way in one, they'll attempt to get in every year after.

      The last time we were in France, the house we stayed in had a swallow's nest in the living room [it was a very high ceiling] and the owner had to leave the rooflight open each summer so they could return to the nest.  Strangely enough, they never seemed to leave any mess.

      Hah!!  Just found a photograph of it

      Indoor nest

  3. The last house I had in UK was a 400 year old costwold stone house with a huge fireplace, and we would quite regularly get blackbirds coming down the chimney in the summer. A right bloody mess they made, too, bringing lots of soot down with them (we used to burn wood in there during the winter). Then. of course, the fun and games would start trying to catch them so we could put them back outside.

    One summer I was in the conservatory with the doors wide open, and a young kitten we had recently acquired came racing in at about a hundred miles an hour and scooted under the chest of drawers. In hot pursuit was a kestrel, who, once inside the conservatory of course couldn't find his way out. Cue another bird-catching episode, this time wearing thick gardening gloves. I caught him eventually, and even have a photo of me holding him, glaring fiercely and looking thoroughly predatory and pissed off, before I took him out and released him.

    Birds in the house were a regular event where we were in the Cotswolds.

    • That is a sight I would love to have seen!

      We have a huge range of birds here. Wrens, sparrows, pigeons, doves, crows, rooks, hawks, jays, tits [*snigger*], finches, blackbirds, thrushes and the odd visit from a heron.  And that's only the start of the list.  It's one of the many things I love about this place but as I said above, they rarely venture indoors. 

  4. "But it's also supposed to be a portent of death."

    I believe that only applies to owls, not other birds. But you might want to keep an eye out for dwarves what with all the birds returning to the mountain (to your house no less). You don't happen to have a dwarvish rune inscribed at the bottom of your door do you?

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