The song of the wren was my favourite even before I knew what bird singing. I would lie in bed in the early mornings listening and ever enchanted. We are privileged to have a wren nest where two beams cross in the shed and this last June, I was able to set up my camera and capture some recordings of them feeding the chicks. It was utterly magical. I hope that they will choose the shed to raise their chicks again this year. Thank you for this beautiful moment Charlie.
The song of the wren was my favourite even before I knew what bird singing. I would lie in bed in the early mornings listening and ever enchanted. We are privileged to have a wren nest where two beams cross in the shed and this last June, I was able to set up my camera and capture some recordings of them feeding the chicks. It was utterly magical. I hope that they will choose the shed to raise their chicks again this year. Thank you for this beautiful moment Charlie.
A tiny bird which vocally punches above it's weight. I always enjoy the machine gun trill at the end of it's song.
You’re on a roll - two of my favourite birds on consecutive weeks!