Bird of the Day yesterday was the wily Wigeon. Because.... in the 7:30pm darkness a Wigeon flew invisibly but noisily around the housetops. And you can't really mistake that whistle ! Weee-ooo... ( repeat frequently). But it wasn't just bird of the day .... it was a House Tick as well. We're not tooooo far away from Wigeons, but they've never put in a " from the house" appearance . It now joins other top house ticks like Water Rail, Crossbills, Bittern, Osprey and best of all, Common Crane ! Crumbs.! Crikey. Coo ! Cripes !! The Wigeon is one of those unfortunate birds that don't rhyme with much. Pigeon, smidgin, kitchen (?) ... An unfortunate bird is the Wigeon it's bigger than your average pigeon, but smaller than the Eider by a smidgin, and hardly resembles the Gudgeon, which lacks any semblance of gumption and can suffer from under-consumption. This poem has now reached a junction so I'm off for my 12 o'clock luncheon ! in my luxurious kitchen ( or is all this rubbish just fiction ?) (Once again, do I hear the distant scraping of barrels ?) Here's Klee ... "Zwischen den Jahren" ... "between the years" ... lovely song ...
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