Great and Small

The last couple of weekends have been spent either side of the Morava river, where quite a range of beasties are making their homes.

Roe deer are very cautious, but at least they’re big enough to photograph without too much difficulty:roedeer

Other beauties much smaller than that:

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Hunting them are the lesser spotted:

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and green woodpeckers:

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This nuthatch posed a couple of metres from me and started singing away:

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The yellowhammer was also quite co-operative:

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Not so easy to photograph, but nice to have seen, the reed bunting:

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Kestrels are easy to spot, but a bit too quick for easy snapping:

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Moving up a notch, pheasants stalk the meadows and reeds:

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Marchegg in Austria is home not only to the showy stork colony, but also a neighbouring village of grey herons. They’re normally hidden by leaves, but now, when the storks are just starting to arrive, they take centre stage. Fun party game: see how many nests you can spot:   heroncolony

The nests themselves hardly compare with those of the storks, but they seem to do the job:

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Turning to our stars, he’s contributed some very big sticks:

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While she arranged the soft lining:

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Awww…. And if one looks down, they’ve also provided a block of flats for the sparrows.

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Sex and Violence

Spring here has got the juices flowing in the various inhabitants. At Lake Kuchajda, sex-crazed drakes are beating each other up to get access to the females. Fortunately they’re not really built for duelling, but they give it a damn good go:

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After sighting our male stork last weekend, we were very keen to go and investigate the nest this Saturday. And we found:

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Two slightly wind-blasted, but resplendently-chest-feathered, storks.

We were slightly distracted by the appearance of a white-tailed eagle, to which the couple responded with a display of mantling to protect their nest:

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Courtship then resumed with a display of mirroring behaviour:

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Then a little spot of grooming:

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And the action started:

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We were rather surprised at this point, because the ringed bird, which we had always thought was the male, was the one underneath. Zooming in on our pictures from this year and last, we found that it is indeed the same beast, numbered AE750:

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A little further investigation turned up a splendid site, which catalogues sightings of storks born in Schwaben this century. It seems that our boy is in fact our girl, was born in 2011 on the banks of the Danube near Moosheim, and bred in the Burgenland in Austria in 2013 before hopping over the Morava to grace Devinska Nova Ves last year. Here’s to another successful season!

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Big Birds 2

Round about now is the end of the bustard season here. For now, they’re nicely visible in the wintry fields:

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They tend to favour the Austrian rather than the Slovak side of the border, so a background of wind turbines is common:

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I hope they’re smart enough to avoid them.

It’s a pleasant surprise that they choose to live so close to Bratislava:

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They also share their habitat with a motorway and plenty of deer: bustarddeer They are quite shy, so we couldn’t get as close as we would have liked, but we did get better pics than last year:

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This may be the end of bustard season, but it’s also the start of something special. Today I spotted a familiar figure in the distance:

storkThe ring makes me fairly confident that this is the male from the pair who we were papping last year. His early appearance would also fit with that pair seeming to have got their breeding started earlier than the other storks. Hoping his girl will appear soon….

 

 

 

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Creeps

Today we went for a wander along the Morava, which was very deep and fast after the wet winter. The reeds have not started growing back yet, which together with the many flooded areas has transformed the landscape.

The cormorants were splendid in their spring plumage, with white heads and crests, but for now I’ll focus on a couple of creepers. The more familiar is the nuthatch,which walks up, down, and round the branches with equal ease:

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The star, however, was the wallcreeper, which lives most of the year in the Alps, but winters on the cliff below Devin castle. Its grey on grey is pretty good camouflage:

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But when it open its wings, its showy side becomes apparent:

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The History of the Highland Clearances

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The latest book which I’ve had posted on Project Gutenberg is The History of the Highland Clearances, by Alexander Mackenzie. This was published in 1914, revised from a first edition of 1883; besides Mr Mackenzie’s own accounts, there are pieces gathered from various authors. These include, somewhat bizarrely, one by Harriet Beacher Stowe in defence of the Sutherland clearances.

Some of the descriptions do more than verge on the sentimental:

Flora Robertson or Matheson, a widow, aged ninety-six years, then residing with her son, Alexander Matheson, who had a small lot of land in Suisinish. … “When the evicting officers and factor arrived, the poor old woman was sitting on a couch outside the house. The day being fine, her grandchildren lifted her out of her bed and brought her to the door. She was very frail; and it would have gladdened any heart to have seen how the two youngest of her grandchildren helped her along; how they seated her where there was most shelter; and then, how they brought her some clothing and clad her, and endeavoured to make her comfortable. The gratitude of the old woman was unbounded at these little acts of kindness and compassion; and the poor children, on the other hand, felt highly pleased at finding their services so well appreciated. The sun was shining beautifully, the air was refreshing, the gentle breeze wafted across the hills, and, mollified by passing over the waters of Loch Slapin, brought great relief and vigour to poor old Flora. Often with eyes directed towards heaven, and with uplifted hands, did she invoke the blessings of the God of Jacob on the young children who were ministering so faithfully to her bodily wants….

The indictment from the trial of one of the chief villains, Patrick Sellar, is rather more powerful in its dry repetition:

And further, you, the said Patrick Sellar, did, time aforesaid, culpably kill Donald M’Beath, father to Hugh M’Beath, then tenant in Rhimsdale aforesaid, by unroofing and pulling down, or causing to be unroofed and pulled down, the whole house in Rhimsdale aforesaid, where the said Donald M’Beath was then lying on his sick bed, saving only a small space of roof, to the extent of five or six yards, whereby the said Donald M’Beath was exposed, in a cold and comfortless situation, without cover or shelter, to the weather; and he, the said Donald M’Beath, in consequence of being so exposed, never spoke a word more, but languished and died about eight days thereafter, and was thereby culpably killed by you, the said Patrick Sellar: Or otherwise, you, the said Patrick Sellar, did, time and place aforesaid, cruelly expose the said Donald M’Beath to the weather, without cover or shelter, by pulling down and unroofing, or caused to be pulled down and unroofed, the greater part of the house where he then lay sick in bed, to his great distress, and the imminent danger of his life; and this you, the said Patrick Sellar, did, notwithstanding the entreaties of the said Hugh M’Beath, and others, you saying, in a rage, when it was proposed that the said Donald M’Beath should remain, “The devil a man of them, sick or well, shall be permitted to remain,” or words to that effect.

One aspect which is made clear is the length of time over which the clearances were carried out. The earliest reported here are from the late eighteenth century, the latest around 1880, while the bald “Statistical Statement” provides tables showing the decline of populations in most areas continuing down to 1911. Although there were protests against the clearances from the earliest days, they had essentially no effect on the actions of the landlords.

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Kestrel couple

Something interesting on TV in Dúbravka today: a kestrel couple (female on the left), hopefully about to start producing little kestrels….

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Greek Landscapes

Our first introduction to the landscape of Greece was from the plane, looking down over the temptingly bleak Balkans.

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Then the Aegean came into sight: I’m fairly sure this is Chalkidiki, with the further peninsula being Mount Athos (where the monks are safely protected from female humans, goats, etc.).

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Prickly pears are common in hedges, sometimes expanding into little forests:

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The west coast of the Peloponnese in particular was largely devoted to twisty olive trees:

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Around Nafplio, citrus fruits were more popular:

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The pleasantly dilapidated towns were splendid places for sitting in cafes, taking in the view of palms and snowy peaks:

kyparissia    palmsandsnow

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Greek Signs

A visit to Greece provided frequent linguistic reminders of its past:  signexodos

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Other shops’ literary allusions were in more questionable taste:

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Menus could be intriguing for an Aberdonian:

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The bus stations all had smart ticket machines, all out of order, and with instructions which included a healthy dose of Taoism:

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Greek Cats

Nafplio was cat central. Smudge was almost dirty enough to disappear against a grey wall:

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Some thought deep thoughts:

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Others kept a look-out:

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This youngster at our guesthouse was still rather wary of strangers, even ones bearing strokes:

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This family hung out at the car park at Mycenae: mycenaefamily

These eyes  must get a lot of attention in the tourist season (worked on me): kitten

While this one baked on the stone seats of the Epidaurus theatre: epidauruscat

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Greek Animals

I didn’t take my big birding lens to Greece, since I knew there would be no big birds on display. Unfortunately it turned out that the olive groves play host to a dense population of kestrels and buzzards; the latter love to sit on telegraph poles, which at least allowed me to get closer than usual:

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The pointillist effect of the swooping buzzard is of course entirely intentional:

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At the smaller end of the scale were bees with a sea view:

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And a new discovery for us: tent caterpillars, which weave surprisingly sturdy nests in the pines:

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Slightly scary insects were the praying mantis:

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and some kind of cricket, apparently cross-bred with a lobster:

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At Mycenae, a dog had stashed her puppies in a ditch:

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There was also a selection of artificial animals:

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octopus

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snake

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