Tried photographing starlings but I only got these really dark shots of shapes high up in trees. Ugh.
But then suddenly one of them decided to perch right next to me and started talking. Such a sweetie.
But maybe felt sorry for me?
Tried photographing starlings but I only got these really dark shots of shapes high up in trees. Ugh.
But then suddenly one of them decided to perch right next to me and started talking. Such a sweetie.
But maybe felt sorry for me?
@kolombiken
We're starlings, the misses, meself and the boys,
We don't go round hopin', we walks.
We don't go in for this singing all day,
And twittering about, we just squawks.
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Poem by Pam Ayres https://stmargaretsphotodiary.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-starling-me-darling-pam-ayres.html