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Sparrow and Moth
Saturday, 14th June 2003, page 2 of 2, West Yorkshire
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As
a male house sparrow flies from the hedge a small moth
flutters in the other direction. The sparrow diverts to catch it, hovers,
and there's an audible 'snap!'
'You weren't quick enough!' I say, as the moth takes evasive action and
disappears into the foliage.
A
few moments later the sparrow reappears from the hedge and settles on
the back of the garden bench. He stays there, tilting his head a little.
I've got time to focus my binoculars on him (we're sitting out after an
evening meal on the patio): so - he caught that moth after all! He flies
off: it's almost as if he wanted to make sure I saw it!
The
sparrows like the shed's roofing felt with it's thin coating of sparkling
crystals (mica?). They rub their beaks on it like a pet budgerigar sharpening
its beak on the sandpaper on the floor of its cage.
The
end of the ridge of the shed roof is a favourite song post for male sparrows
- but I should explaing that their song is a series of chirps. What they
lack in skill they make up for in enthusiasm as songsters.


richard@willowisland.co.uk
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