Blue Tits
Blue Tits in blossom are a constant delight at this time of year. They may appear decorative, but the trees hide a …
Blue Tit in blossom
The planting in Foxburrow Wood in Oxfordshire is relatively new. It started in 2010 and ended in 2014. It’s 20 acres and …
Blue Tits
The Blue Tit’s scientific name is Cyanistes caeruleus. Cyanistes is from the Ancient Greek World kuanos meaning dark blue, which is the …
Blue Tit in Blackthorn blossom
Blue Tits are one of our most decorative birds. If only we could see them as they see each other. The males …
Blue Tit blue day
I’ve not been out of the house for a few days. I’ve been sitting in listening to the spout of water coming …
Fluffy Blue Tit
Isn’t this a gorgeous little character?
Blue Tits #2
I’m delighted to be spending time with Blue Tits in the forest here at Lago di Alviano. These don’t have metal rings …
Blue Tits #1
Finally! Some decent light. Aren’t Blue Tits fantastic? This one has a raised crest to die for: They’ve got to be one …
A Blue Tit master of chiaroscuro
Bird photography is all about closeness and light. Sometimes the two arrive together and provide the perfect combination. This Blue Tit shows …
Blue Tit in the forest
It’s beautiful light in the forest as a Blue Tit approaches: They have a very familiar wide-legged stance. Perfect.
Blue Tits
Blue Tits weren’t always called Blue Tits. They were once called Titmice or Titmouse. The mice or mouse in their name doesn’t …
Blue Tit in the snow
Snow has been falling all afternoon and delicate powdery flakes have been cushioning the world into a different, eerie, soft and soundless …
Blue Tits with big bellies
I love Blue Tits. I’m used to seeing them in Devon. Here they are in Italy: This one so is immaculately groomed …
The First Ladybird Book of British Birds – #4 The Blue Tit
Leafing through this 1950s Ladybird book is fascinating. Today I’ve come to the Blue Tit: Here’s my childhood sketch of Blue Tits. …
Blue Tit
Walking along an aerial boardwalk I see wonderful drawings of birds routered into the handrail. I love this one of a Blue …
Blue Tits – forty years ago in my nature notebooks
Forty years ago I was twelve when I sketched these Blue Tits. It’s a parent feeding a juvenile bird: Today I’m in …
Blue Tits – forty years ago in my nature notebooks
Forty years ago I was a 12 year old boy heading off into the woods with the intention of finding wildlife. I …
Full of attitude
You have to admire how plucky Blue Tits are. For such a small bird they have a great attitude. Humans think it’s …
Bluebells and Woodpeckers
For some reason I never did post this photograph in May last year. That’s odd, because it’s one of my favourites. A …
Somerset Bluebells
An evening walk in Somerset leads us to a woodland we’ve never visited before. It’s pungent with Bear’s Garlic and rippling with …
Tit in blossom
People picking a favourite month always seems strange to me, as if you could have one month without the others. Anyway, if …
Bluebells
Bluebells are a woodland species. Here, on Dartmoor, there are fields of them. It used to be forest but we cut all …
Orange Redstarts and purple Bluebells
“When will I have time for Redstarts?” I asked a few weeks ago. Well, ‘today’ is the answer.
Bluebells and Bear’s Garlic
I love this Bluebell wood. These are native Bluebells with their thin stems and nodding heads. Their colour is so intense at …
“Where the blue of the sea meets the sky”, in Madeira
It’s a beautiful day in Madeira. I’m heading to Calheta in the south-west of the Island; I’m staying in the north-west of …
Tits and Finches in an Italian forest
Blue Tits, Cyanistes caeruleus, always cheer me up. Who doesn’t have their spirits lifted when they see a bright, tiny little bird …
Ultra Violet Tits
There are Blue Tits galore in the trees in this Italian forest. Their Italian name is Cinciarella, pronounced Chin-char-ella. Their beaks are …
Great Blue Skimmer – Libellula vibrans
There’s a Great Blue Skimmer dragonfly, Libellula vibrans, at the bottom of this Virginia garden. It’s a handsome beast: I creep a …
Great Blue Heron in a great grey sky
We’re relaxing on the rocks at the side of the Potomac River when a Great Blue Heron flies straight past us. It’s …
Screaming Blue Jays
There’s a raucous screaming outside in the car park. It’s the Blue Jays again. They call to each other all the time. …