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John talked to some people going to the opposite way on the trail who told him there was a Peregrine Falcon nest in the cliffs, and so there was. The G9 wasn't quite up to the task of a good picture, but at least it got a picture.
Note: this photo was taken in California, USA. Representatives from Birdlife Malta have informed me that this photo was used in a 2009 Television Malta broadcast to support the false claim that Peregrine Falcons were successfully breeding in Malta. This photo was taken in California, not Malta. Peregrine Falcons have been hunted to extinction on Malta, and as far as Birdlife knows, there are no remaining breeding pairs on the island.
The TVM broadcast is here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=8DVi5Kozgek
My photo is used very briefly toward the end of the video.
Back to the Algarve pending some sunshine here... anywhere there was a tall (probably disused) chimney, there would be a storks' nest on it...
Little birds nest fungi
Their diameter is about 1/4" or 6mm
The cups are full of spores when they open, the egg shaped spores are pushed out of the cup by rain drops.
If you look closely near the base of the front cup you can see one of the "eggs" it is brown with a white patch which is a "string" sticks to objects as it falls.
This is my nest!!! I got it from my swap partner yesterday, and, I must say, I LOVE it!!! It was made for me by the immensely talented Tiffany (aka shabbyscraps), who happens to be my friend. The bird has glitter and a silver crown, and she sits on three eggs. The nest hangs from pale green and pink seam binding. It's even more lovely in real life!
There's actually a street here called 'Cuckoo Nest'. I say street - it's actually a very short alley way, but evidently it's important enough to have its own name.
It's just off Listerhills Road in BD7 if you don't believe me.
This truck parked making a delivery just caught my eye. I had never heard of this brand before but as you can see they have a couple of varieties White Ale, Japanese Class Ale and Redrice so maybe I should try it with a slice of pizza!
Some deranged person built a people-sized nest in a tree and lived there for quite some time. Seriously.
Today--April 26, 2018--was the first time I saw a robin sitting on the nest, outside my window. Exciting! American Robin, Troy, New York, USA.
This is a hornet's (or bee's) nest - I'm not really sure - that I found in the corner of the window with the creature on it.
View of the green sea turtle's tracks from and back to the Atlantic Ocean from the viewpoint of her nest.
Swan's Nest, Westerfield, Suffolk
The architect and antiquarian Henry Munro Cautley, always known as Munro Cautley or simply Cautley, was born in 1876 at Bridge in Kent, where his father was rector. When he was very young the family moved to Ipswich, for his father to take up the post of the Curate-in-Charge of the new All Saints church in Chevalier Street. His father later became rector of Westerfield on the outskirts of Ipswich, and Munro Cautley would live in and around Ipswich for the rest of his life.
At the start of the 20th Century, Cautley was still living with his parents in Westerfield rectory, but In 1904 he married the widow Mabel Turner née Flick, and they lived in her house, Swan's Nest, a large 17th Century house in Westerfield. There were considerable extensions to the back of this house in the first decade of the 20th Century, and this may well have been Cautley's first architectural work. It is romantic to think that he may have met and fallen in love with his client, like something out of a JL Carr novel.
After 1911 they moved to the house he designed from scratch, Drumbeg, at 4 Constitution Hill in north Ipswich. Both houses survive today. Cautley and Mabel lived at Drumbeg for the rest of their lives. She died in 1958, he died in 1959. They are buried together in Westerfield churchyard.
© Kaitlyn Adelaide McPartland
My final project in Digital Photography - The idea was sustainable living and after seeing a bird nest outside my apartment that had trash built into it I decided to focus on how we impact the animals that we share this planet with, sometimes in ways we arent aware of. Specifically, how our litter and garbage are impacting birds and how they make their nests.
Now I accept this isn't the greatest definition, focus etc, but it is very special. I took my 5 year old grandson out before bedtime on his first proper nature walk in the Ashdown Forest. Only 90 minutes but a priceless and wonderful time full of awe. We were lucky enough to see the great spotted woodpecker nest, at least two juveniles and a one being fed. Lots of other things too but I felt I had to share such a special moment with my flickr friends, notwithstanding the quality.Sometimes it's the content that matters more.......
Taken March 2012. (Series of 4)The LTTs build an amazing nest of moss,cobwebs and is lined with feathers. The outside is covered in lichens. The result is an elastic nest that expands with the growing young.The entrance hole is at the side. Photos 1-3 show part built nest and photo 4 shows the finished nest.These photos were taken from a bridge nearby in a nature reserve where there are lots of people walking but they did,nt seem at all bothered by this. I would like to point out that I only took these shots when no one was around as I did,nt want to draw attention to the nest.
A suspected nest of the legendary Shady Gully Monster.
The legend was born one moonless night back in the late 70's when a schoolkid had to walk home in the dark and follow the road around the corner at Shady Gully. Something moved in the bush at the edge of the road and then let out a scream. Panic stricken the kid started running, stumbling trying to find his way by the vague outline of the white lines in the centre of the road until finally the first streetlight came into view on Mirrabooka Road. To this day, Schoolkids and some old veterans of the 70's while trying to find their way home from the Pub on a dark night, suddenly find themselves on the corner at Shady Gully when imagination takes over and they start running, running like mad until one of three things happen;
(A) they fall off the road into the gully in a drunken stupor or (B) exhaustion takes over or (C) they reach that first streetlight on Mirrabooka Road.
(Someone later claimed that a pair of Powerful Owls lived in the Gully that their call sounded like screams but others swear they have actually seen the Monster)
Here's a peak into a Western Meadowlark's nest that was found on the Cornell WPA in LaMoure County, ND.
Photo Credit: Krista Lundgren/USFWS
"Nest Builder"
Great Blue Heron, with a large tree branch clasped within its beak, as it takes a momentary respite from day-long nest building.
Location: Within the proximity of Orange Beach, Alabama, amid some of the cypress trees of the various clusters of tiny inlet islands, coves, and salt-water wetlands and marshes.
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- Camera: Pentax K-20, with added battery grip.
- Lens: Sigma 28-300mm F3.5-6.3 DG Macro
- Settings: Focal Length 300mm (Equivalent to 450mm Focal Length on the 1.5x crop-factor sensor of a Pentax APS-C camera), ISO 200, Aperture F/7.1, Shutter 1/640 sec.
After getting inspiration from here...
www.flickr.com/photos/nestingemily/2333283404/ I decided to have a go and make some nests for Easter. I didn't realise how tricky they would be - I really don't know how birds do it! I gave up with the sticks and opted for a paper mache, leaves, soil, moss and sheeps wool instead!