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Yo Doodsters Despite the lugubrious overcast weather this morning I girdled my loincloth and ventured fifth to the Wetlands. I took the Nikon Wedgwood Benn’s because of the larger glass which works whatever the visibility. I do like my longer reach lenses but they do slow up when the current bun takes his titfer off. I was rewarded with a front on shot of the Southern Crested Screamer. You know I luvs a full frontal smudgerooney. Doesn’t he look like he’s got the hump?
I managed a smudge of a handsome smew drake and also a ferruginous duck doing the Okey Kokey
A shoveler drake flew into the Wildside (beyond the collections) and I Barnaby Rudge’d him doing a sneaky ‘duck & diving’ for your delectation.
Before I left the reserve I couldn’t resist taking this Bewick swan’s portrait (for my portrait gallery) I know I’ve posted Bewicks’ often, but who can resist this beauticious creature?
hasta la pasta doodsters xx i Jedi de Q
Yo Doods No birding today as I had chores to do. Mind you, the weather was really iffy when I awoke this morning with nil visibility. Would you Adam & Eve’Oh it, the old current’s just come out with his titfer on. Oh well dudes, here’s a little gallery of portraits I smudged yesterday. I was happy to take pictures of Mr & Mrs Mallard who people overlook because they’re so common (“A Handbag!!!”) Close up they’re gorgeous. Mrs Mallard has long been one of my favourite oiseaux with much more bottle than the drake.
The other wuzzo are white-winged duck (not sure what sex?) a Rajah Shelduck (not crisp, he moved just as I clicked, sorry) a haughty Bewick’s Swan and a golden eye lady. I always recommend you double click on a photo’ (cocko dicko), but perhaps not the shelduck and goldeneye.
Hasta la pasta xxx i Jedi d’Kwack
Yo Doodlepips A glorious morning was spent perambulating those bucolic byways of Barnes bird reserve. The old current was out at last with clear blue Kensal Rise. Not a girls aloud to be seen. The two Bewick’s swans were going a bit nutty whizzing around their pool doing the hokey kokey. My drears, it was like being at the Royal Opera House during a performance of Anthony Dowell’s production of Tchaikovsky’s Monty Don’s Lake.
A sweet little bufflehead was enjoying itself posing by the side of a little pool watching the canvasbacks and American wood ducks luxuriating and splashing about in the morning sunshine. I do hope we have the extended summer that the weather forecasters are promising despite it being the beginning of Autumn.
Carrying on missus, I was pleased to get a smudge of a stiff-tail, the white-headed duck. Mind you, I’m not sure about the cull on the poor old North American ruddy duck just because they’ve been taking amorous liberties with the Spanish white-heads. Apparently there’s only 500 ruddies left in Britain. Who’d have thought it, when I started birding there were faaarsands of ’em. Now they’re rarities! In the same pool as the white-bonks were one of my favourite wuzzoes, the pulchritudinous ferruginous ducks and I managed a Barnaby Rudge of this handsome devil.
hasta la pasta machacharooneys x i Jah de Jedi, Earl of Mustard
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Yo Dooderooneys Didn’t go birding today as I had boring chores to do. I’ve made so many trips to Peter Jones that the store’s Billy Bunter’s (punters) must think I’m staff! What a wonderful emporium PJ’s is, luckily it’s at the end of the King’s Strada just a stone’s heave from my frog. Anyways, here’s a few wuzzoe head shots taken yesterday morning. I’m not sure if the whistling lady luck is an Eastern or Western Indian one?
The Egyptian goose is one that’s just muscled in to one of the collection pools at the WWT reserve much to the chagrin of the resident Bewick’s Monty Don’s. It’s quite interesting vadering the inside of its north and south. In fact, he intrigued me so much I’m giving you two Barnaby Rudge’s
Just before I left the reserve I captured a smudge of this handsome canvasback drake lurking amongst the reeds
Hasta la pasta machacharooneys x i Jedi d’Quackster
Hello Peeps Didn’t fancy schlepping the big Wedgewood Benn’s and gimble this morning so travelled to the wetlands by Rubic and Uncle Gus with lighter kit. It was a strange morning, not too cloudy but fortunately the old Frankie Laine stayed away. Mind you, it did come down when I arrived home though. I took a few portraits of the wondrous collection in their different territories, but ended up in the last post, the wildlife hide at the far reach of the reserve (WWT Barnes). I made myself comfortable sitting by the window that looks onto a small lake. There were quite a few varieties of wuzzoe including shovelers, great crested grebes, grey herons and many different ducks. By the side of my seat is a fixed window that overlooks a large hanging bird feeder. While I was there, a couple of birders came in, and after a couple of minutes left grumbling that there was nothing to see? What did they expect a fluffing golden eagle? Peeps, there’s always something exciting to see and photograph, I spotted a little sedge warbler lurking in the tree above the feeder. I managed to snatch a smudge through the rather grubby and spotted window before the warbler landed on the feeder. A Barnaby of a bird at a feeder is a definite NO NO! A minute later a saucy Emperor dragonfly whizzed in front of the hide and I managed another ‘snatched’ smudge. A little wuzzoe was singing its strawberry tart out just above my head and I was pleased to capture this little robin juv. Nothing to see indeed, there’s always something, innit. Sorry, I didn’t mean to rant, but wallies like those two do irritate. Incidentally, on the way out I took a portrait of a handsome Bewick’s swan for my portrait collection. Hasta la pasta machachas x i Jedi de Quack