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The yellow-necked spurfowl or yellow-necked francolin (Pternistis leucoscepus) is a species of bird in the family Phasianidae. This species is named for the yellow patch found on its neck. Males of this species have been noted to have spurs on the back of their legs.
It has been noted that this bird is most active at dawn and dusk. The bird is also noted to be very adaptable, it can continue to live in land after agriculture begins, it only leaves lands when heavy human occupation begins.
The call of a yellow-necked spurfowl is a series of scratchy descending upslurs, up to seven in a series. Male yellow-necked spurfowl often call while standing on top of mounds of earth or rock, often termite mounds.
This beautiful male Yellow-necked Spufowl was photographed singing to its mate sitting on a bush during a late evening game drive in Samburu National Reserve, Kenya.
Gavicalis virescens. Sorting, culling, editing, even posting, has thoroughly got away from me. So for a while they're going to appear as I get to them, in any kind of order.
Somewhat of a redundancy in the title since at this time of year the Dickcissels are always singing.
Northern Waterthrush is often an elusive species, keeping low among vegetation close to water, more often heard than seen. But in breeding season birds can be seen perched up high and in the open, energetically singing to advertise territory. Such was the case with this individual seen along the Flowing Water Trail in Bow Valley Provincial Park. That bird-rich protected area is in the foothills of the Canadian Rockies, west of the city of Calgary in the province of Alberta, Canada.
I captured this Australian Reed Warbler sitting trying to hide among the reeds - but he was too tempted by my imitating courtship calls and snuck out for a look and gave me a reply!
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While waiting for a shot of the comet, I got my first closeup glimpse of Baton Rouge's latest art installation. I can't believe that it's been there on the levee for 5 years, and this is the first time I've actually photographed it!
It is a Rotary Club gift to the city to celebrate Baton Rouge's 100th birthday.
The Marsh Frogs were in fine voice at RSPB Rainham marshes yesterday, and I was pleased to finally get a shot of those amazing vocal sacs in action!
A number of Birds are starting to join the chorus and signs of Spring are certainly in the air. One Winter stalwart that is being joined in song is the Robin, here is one from the garden singing out in the setting sun...
Listen to: Purple Rain
I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only wanted to one time to see you laughing
I only wanted to see you
Laughing in the purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
I only wanted to see you
Bathing in the purple rain
I never wanted to be your weekend lover
I only wanted to be some kind of friend (hey)
Baby, I could never steal you from another
It's such a shame our friendship had to end
Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
I only wanted to see you
Underneath the purple rain
Honey, I know, I know
I know times are changing
It's time we all reach out
For something new, that means you too
You say you want a leader
But you can't seem to make up your mind
I think you better close it
And let me guide you to the purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
Purple rain, purple rain
If you know what I'm singing about up here
C'mon, raise your hand
Purple rain, purple rain
I only want to see you
Only want to see you
In the purple rain
An early start this morning to get to my secret spot on Dartmoor to photograph these beauties.There is a good population on Dartmoor and the Males are now holding their territories .
I wanted to capture an image of a singing male and was fortunate when this one started to sing just a few yards from me.
Inspired by Argyro's story...
Η κόρη της Μελωδίας ~ Melody's daughter
During my visit to Slimbridge, I saw people of all ages connecting with each other and the birds. I only saw happy and friendly people...
I also saw Cygnus columbianus bewickii , The swan Columbiano thanks to Roger Wasley
Melody loved music so her friend the swan Columbiano together with all the other birds is beginning to sing Whispers In A Dream...
Whispers in a dream
The world is quiet and waiting
And all around the air is still
And sings the angels
When all is come to pass
The storm has breathed it's last
And the rain
Has washed our fears away
Love will find
Whispers in the wind
The clouds part to let the light in
And all around the people sigh
As birds take to the sky
When all is come to pass
The storm has breathed it's last
And the rain
Has washed our fears away
Love will fall on us all
The world will smile again
Whispers in a dream
The world is quiet and waiting
And all around the air is still
Then sings the angels
When all is come to pass
The storm has breathed it's last
And the rain
Has washed our fears away
Love will fall on us all
And we can smile again