Not often does one get a bird’s-eye view of a bird but there you are. I was looking out for tsunamis last Sunday when this little feathered fellow, quite probably a thrush of one kind or another, settled down barely a meter away on a low wall, allowing me to focus the lens and, woosh, flew off again into the middle-distance. No tsunamis that afternoon and no more birds either.
The location was the Castell de Sa Punta de n’Amer, just in case you wondered.
In case Jenny Saunders is reading this, they sell postcards of the Castell de Sa Punta de n’Amer in the bar of that very place. I have not seen postcards of the castell anywhere on the Internet.
The photo was taken near Portocristo, Mallorca, Baleares, Spain. The date: March 13th, 2011. The time was 15:37:08.
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There must be another Jenny Saunders on the island!!!!!
Thought it was a sparrow??
A male sparrow, I dare say.
Its a sparra, an old cocknet sparra.
The Sparrows
Squirrel Migration
At one time, when traveling around London, everywhere you went you would see and hear flocks of Sparrows. There were thousands of them, hopping about on the pavement, sitting on every fence and tree, and every single garden was full of these chirpy little chaps. In fact, they were so common, that they became part of the cockney language, used as a form of greeting. “Wotcha cock” or “Hello, me old cock sparrow” were quite common phrases among east enders, still in use today. For two decades now they have diminished rapidly in numbers for some reason, and nobody seems to know why. A handful of bread-crumbs would at one time bring them out in hoards, no matter where you were. They were not bothered by traffic noise, or crowds of people, they were always there. Not anymore!
Looks like a sparrow to me. Gorrion comun in Spanish.
“Teuladí” in Mallorca, in case anyone is interested. From “teulada”, roof. Where I live they had been more abundant in the past too.