Rob and I were sharing breakfast this morning, and we heard one – a rainbow bee-eater in our back yard! Yay!
From the little eyrie we’ve created in a corner of our bedroom, for a small breakfast table and two chairs, we can look out the floor-to-ceiling windows into the trees that fill our garden. This time we couldn’t see it, but we certainly heard the little bird. Having made it’s annual migration from Asia to our south-west, it was feeding (on bees and other insects) before heading further south. Or perhaps this one will stay in the area. Here’s hoping:-)
Their calls, bell-like, are so distinctive that they can’t be confused with anything else.
And when they come, early every October, it’s time to rejoice. The winter has passed and summer sailing beckons…