A couple of days ago, when it was unseasonably warm and the birds kept emptying out the various bird baths with their vigorous splashing, I sliced up some oranges and left them dotted about the garden.
A little Cape White-Eye having a snack
And I was really lucky to see this little fella, a Cape White-Eye, having a hearty lunch. I think they’re such entertaining little birds.
They always arrive en masse, surrounded by their entire family and relations. When they land in a tree, they flutter and flit about so hyperactively, that they make the tree look as though it is shaking its leaves. And when one of them gets a fright, they’re all off in a green flurry of wings, chirping noisily and dipping and diving to the next safe tree.
Isn’t he cute?
When I checked the oranges a day or two later, they had been pecked completely clean. Clearly, they were happy with the kitchen service.
Grains of Sand 