Tiny Feisty Bird

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The European Robin

Today I learned the biggest disadvantage to having an anti-bird net is when a bird is actually caught in the net.  Finding a dead bird would be completely traumatic, so I have now decided to check it more often in the winter.  After freeing this quite tangled European Robin, which I thought was a finch, I decided it would be smart to see if it is OK before just letting it flop all over and hurt itself more.  The head gardener assessed it’s sprightly eyes and averted disaster by recommending to take it outside just in time.  It flew off like nothing had happened.  Phewwwww.  Little birds are oh so terribly cute.  If it decided to stop by every now and then, seeing as they are notoriously territorial, it would not at all offend me if it wanted to land on my finger.  Maybe I should dig up some worms for it.

“Male robins are noted for their highly aggressive territorial behaviour. They will attack other males that stray into their territories, and have been observed attacking other small birds without apparent provocation. Such attacks sometimes lead to fatalities, accounting for up to 10% of adult robin deaths in some areas.[28]” Wikipedia

There is a huge difference also between an American robin and European robin.  They are not even in the same family.  Clearly, this Eurorobin is a terrifying bird murderer.

Thanks to Marijtje Mulder for the excellent photo.

sidebar related to other tiny birds —

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Note the absence of Goldfinch birds.  They are very shy.  The moon, however, was not.

I’m going to go ahead and take this opportunity to announce that this experience, combined with my new affinity for laying under giant sunflowers — may equate to a goldfinch painting.  My mission to capture a goldfinch playing amongst the sunflowers failed, but if it was easy it would not be fun.  It is really all about cute, tiny birds which like gardens.   Particularly ours in Delft.

There is a famous goldfinch painting by, Carel Fabritius – a fellow painter who lived in Delft until October 12, 1654, the date in which the artist, his studio and most of his paintings were victims of the huge gunpowder explosion which took out a quarter of the city. (Wikipedia)

Someone in the garden actually told me about the painting this summer when we were discussing the tiny birds flying around at the time.  Perhaps enough time has lapsed that the city is ready for a different sort of goldfinch painting.  Larger, with sunflowers.

 

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