At 50 and having largely withdrawn from a social life I spend half my time trying still to be 'with' the world and the rest in calmer pursuits. I, my mum and her boyfriend seemed to begin 'noticing' birds as if they'd just been invented, about ten years ago, partly aided in my case by a friendship with a photographer and birdspotter. I am knocked out if sitting on grass and a bird comes unusually near - seems as magical as a rare meaningful conversation - and it was only a couple of months back that I first saw a robin.
A few weeks back I saw a bird with what I saw then as an orangey crest, that had seemed to be split in two, sprouting up by an inch each, almost as if it were wearing 80s 'deely boppers' in bird size. I've been through my bird book and googled, but nothing seems to fit exactly. At times, Gravesend being what it is, I think this poor thing might have just had sweet wrappers stuck to it... Could it have been a goldcrest or firecrest, with the wind momentarily parting its crest, or does that sound unlikely? It had seemed to be chasing another bird, a less striking species, through a hole in a hedge. This bird was seen thirty seconds from the town centre here, by a main road, no woodland etc.
What else might it have been that I good image search?
Thanks.
A few weeks back I saw a bird with what I saw then as an orangey crest, that had seemed to be split in two, sprouting up by an inch each, almost as if it were wearing 80s 'deely boppers' in bird size. I've been through my bird book and googled, but nothing seems to fit exactly. At times, Gravesend being what it is, I think this poor thing might have just had sweet wrappers stuck to it... Could it have been a goldcrest or firecrest, with the wind momentarily parting its crest, or does that sound unlikely? It had seemed to be chasing another bird, a less striking species, through a hole in a hedge. This bird was seen thirty seconds from the town centre here, by a main road, no woodland etc.
What else might it have been that I good image search?
Thanks.
