The last Tit out of the party of five I want to introduce to you is the Coal Tit.
It was the last Tit to arrive at the feeding station (after the Great Tit, Blue Tit, Willow Tit and Crested Tit), but it is making up for that with a big appetite and by being around all day, every day.
But inspite of the almost continuous presence of the Coal Tits, they have proven to be very difficult to get a good (and sharp) photo of. Other birds often make their presence known by making a lot of noise. Coal Tits don’t. Other birds often perch for a split second before diving onto the food. Coal Tits don’t.
Other birds often use the same route to the food. Coal Tits don’t. Other birds often eat their goodies very close to the food source. Coal Tits don’t. You get the idea.
I told you before about the rather wet surroundings my hide is built in. Last weekend, the groundwater level had risen to knee-height. I was happy to have brought a big bucket so I could bring back the water level to more convenient heights. The bad thing is the high water level has made the soil underneath my seat crumble. It won’t be long before the seat will collapse. I sincerely hope I won’t be there to witness that fact and get a wet bottom in the process.
Coal Tit; Canon 1D Mark III w. 500/4 IS; 1/100s at F4 and ISO 800; Tripod from permanent hide.
