Otmoor Days

A healthy walk from Headington is the Otmoor reserve, which the RSPB has been rehabilitating over the last twenty years.

The reserve is dominated by a series of ponds and lagoons, so waterbirds are a big feature.

Lapwings have been displaying:

Only one of these redshanks was in the mood, though:

Coots are more advanced, though their chicks still look like dinosaurs:

One of the lagoons is equipped with an island and artificial nesting sites for some lucky common terns:

In the reedbeds and hedgerows adjoining the water, there are plenty of warblers:

Up above there are swarms of hobbies, which catch dragonflies in their claws and eat them on the wing:

I’m not sure if the buzzards were making love or war:

Otmoor has one of the 350-odd breeding pairs of marsh harriers:

And of course, it wouldn’t be Oxfordshire without these beady eyes:

Watch out!

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Little Guys

In between raptor and heron appreciation, we’ve been taking some time recently to enjoy the smaller dinosaurs. The main disadvantage is of course that they’re harder to spot and (especially) to photograph, so picture quality decreases with size. In reverse order, then:

Starling

75g. He mainly qualifies for this list on the grounds of unjust neglect rather than physical dimensions. How unjust that neglect is:

Sparrow

30g. Little symphonies in brown, with an unexpected ability to hover:

Blue Tit

11g.

Wren

10g. This one has built a very snug nest under a conveniently placed old fertiliser sack, which we’ll need to stake out over the next few weeks.

Goldcrest

6g. (Or possibly a firecrest, but with a definite crest!)

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Corvid Collection

We tend to focus on the big, scary, and generally impressive raptors, but this part of the world also has some splendid corvid species to enjoy.

Perhaps the most common here are the rooks. Their bare beaks remind me a bit of vultures:

The crows here are almost all hooded, rather than carrion crows. They’re rather elegant beasts: I particularly like their nasal feathers:

They also have surprisingly long tongues:

This slightly odd-looking one we came across in Schönbrunn zoo, though not in a cage:

I suspect the unusual plumage means he’s a carrion-hooded crow hybrid.

One notch further towards flamboyant is the jackdaw:

One of the most attractive features of all the corvids is their strength of personality, as demonstrated by this jaunty fellow:

A few days ago, we heard the unmistakeable cry of a buzzard. Trying to get a closer look, we were startled to find that the crier was in fact this jay, demonstrating his powers of mimicry:

It turns out that jays are known for mimicking buzzards, among other birds; presumably in order to scare off rivals.

Of course, our favourites are the magpies. One in particular, who’s been almost tailless since at least last summer, but who to our surprise made it through the winter, and seems to be flourishing. He’s the only one we can recognise as an individual, and is a regular guest on our windowsill. Hail Stumpy!

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And then there were two

At the end of February, we welcomed back the first stork of the year. A few days later, and we found:

Not just a second stork, but the right second stork. A close-up of the ring revealed that this was indeed AE750, our female from last year.

There’s no way to be sure, but given that they’ve arrived early (like last year’s), and they’re happily hanging out together, I’m quite confident that the other stork is our male from last year too. Certainly a male of some kind, as they’ve been paying visits to the nest for the occasional canoodle:

Here’s to them!

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Birthday Present

Perfect (slightly early) birthday present today: first stork of the year!

No ring, so it’s not our female; sentimentally, I’m hoping it’s our male (finding distinguishing features on storks is beyond my powers). Whoever he is, he’s tired and filthy, but he has a promising glint in his eye.

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Be Aware … Be Very Aware

The 20th of January is, of course, a very important date across the world. Yes, it’s International Penguin Awareness Day!

Here are a few things to be aware of.

Penguins can fly:

Penguins make pictures perfect:

Penguins sing:

Penguins dance:

Penguins build roads:

Penguins collect pebbles:

Penguins are scrappy:

Female penguins have dirty backs:

Penguins are legion:

Penguins have bad hair days:

Penguin chicks are rather cute:

And the adults too!

Most importantly: penguins need help!

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Reading List 6

40 books read in the second half of 2016. The emphasis has been on “straight” literature, mainly because I’ve been working through some of the mountain of paper books which I bought in my youth and never got round to reading, or which I wanted to re-read before disposing of.

Literature

Gilead — Marilynne Robinson
The Wooden Village — Peter Pišťanek
Grace Notes — Bernard MacLaverty
My Name is Red — Orhan Pamuk
Americanah — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie
Sunset Park — Paul Auster
The Business — Iain Banks
Access — Xu Xi
The Waves Burn Bright — Iain Moloney
The Adventures of Augie March — Saul Bellow
His Bloody Project — Graeme Macrae Burnet
The Devil’s Mode — Anthony Burgess
Talkative Man — R. K. Narayan
The Cement Garden — Ian McEwan
The Psychological Moment — Robert McCrum
Illywhacker — Peter Carey
The Buried Giant — Kazuo Ishiguro
All the Pretty Horses — Cormac McCarthy
Aiding and Abetting — Muriel Spark
Underworld — Don DeLillo

The Adventures of Augie March stood out for sheer exuberant brilliance of writing, if at times tipping over the edge of sanity. In a similar vein, Americanah’s variety of experience and preachiness, and The Buried Giant’s air of mystery and garrulous chattiness, both walked a tricky tightrope.

Gutenberg

The Gunroom — Charles Langbridge Morgan
The Colleen Bawn — Dion Boucicault
The Cultivation and Manufacture of Tea — Edward Money

The Cultivation and Manufacture of Tea, by aspiring Cluedo character Colonel Money, is a good example of what I like about producing books for Distributed Proofreaders. It’s not the sort of book which you would be likely to read in ordinary circumstances, but it’s a fascinating window into the world of British tea planters (forever having trouble with the lazy natives) which it was a part of.

Non-fiction

How to be Alone — Jonathan Franzen
The Girl with Seven Names — Hyeonseo Lee
The Battle for Room Service — Mark Lawson
Talk to the Tail — Tom Cox
H is for Hawk — Helen Macdonald
Mao — Jonathan Spence
Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ’72 — Hunter S. Thompson
The Russian Shores of the Black Sea — Laurence Oliphant
The Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat — Oliver Sacks

This was a good time to read Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail ’72, as a reminder that the idiocy and crassness of modern politics is far from purely modern. The Girl with Seven Names is one of a whole subgenre of “escape from North Korea” books: this one is appallingly written, but a hell of a story. The Man Who Mistook His Wife For A Hat presents a mind-expanding selection of damaged minds, whose problems are literally unimagineable.

Poetry

The Oresteia — Ted Hughes

Though I’ve never been a huge Ted Hughes fan, this was excellent. Perhaps not very faithful, but extremely powerful.

SF/F

Viriconium Nights — M. John Harrison
The State of the Art — Iain M. Banks
The Culture Series of Iain M. Banks: A Critical Introduction — Simone Caroti
The Lives of Christopher Chant — Diana Wynne Jones
V for Vendetta — Alan Moore and David Lloyd
Absolution Gap — Alastair Reynolds
Halcyon Drift — Brian Stableford

The State of the Art was the last of the Culture books which I read; having then gone on to Caroti’s analysis of the series, it’s time to start a re-read. Project for the new year? V for Vendetta was the first comic book which I’ve read in years, and brought back happy memories of 2000AD.

Trashy

Ian Rankin — The Falls

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Black and white and full of nuts

All the best animals, of course, are black and white:

penguin

storks

Bratislavan winters offer another splendid candidate: the magpie. Apart from the very occasional tit, these are the only birds to have noticed that our windowsill produces peanuts each morning; something which they are only too happy to take advantage of:

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magpiepeanut

magpiepeanut2

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Other black and white beasts would also like to play:

hungrycats

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Four Non Birds

Although the birds are the most conspicuous wildlife, I’m just as happy to find members of other classes. Recently I’ve met:

a very elegant arachnid, who played dead when I started poking around nearby;

spider

a red squirrel looking down on me;

squirrel

a roe deer stag on our local hill;

roedeer

and a hedgehog who I found on our doorstep.

hedgehog

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Happy Halloween!

lantern

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