Wild Birds - Tame Birds.
I've just had a nice stroll (lurk) around a wildlife reserve here in Kent. All very nice, especially the sunshine after that wretched day before yesterday (Fri 6th Oct).
Plenty of fowl (ducks, geese, etc) on the lakes, and partner even saw a kingfisher - I was busy trying to get a damselfly to sit still for a photgraph.
One thing struck me. The silence!
OK, so the duck, geese, and coots were having a go, out on several lakes, but in the substantial woodland; Nowt!
Very overgrown woodland that should have been home to a few non waterfowl-type birds. The likes of Finches, Tits, Blackbirds, Sparrows even, but not a sausage, and this was an hour long stroll through lush woodland!
I suppose if I were a wild bird - or a tame one for that matter - I would have opted for the nearby mass of cultivated gardens, where I would not have needed to search for a few measly insects or try to digest crusty Buddlejah seeds. In many gardens these days, i would have been almost hand fed with seeds various, and titbits of all manner, hung out on strings, stuck on platforms, or even strewn about on lawns.
Why should I bother being a wild bird, when I can so easily opt for being a tame bird - fed upon fat-encrusted seed goodies - or even the odd meat titbit and the like.
I just wonder if we are being just a little too kind to our feathered friends. Of course, there are many vested interests out there who would have us believe that to 'feed the birds' is the right thing to do. I wonder?
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