Spring is well and truly here. People are walking in a more leisurely fashion along the main street now, pastry/coffee shops have opened their doors wide and put ice cream freezers on the pavement.There is a new sidewalk and there are new trees planted.People are buying new furniture and having it delivered.And in the midst of all this, I woke up early this morning bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, with the lake calling my name. Camera bag on my shoulder and binoculars around my neck, I walked out into the quiet, sunny morning in Dibër. I soon turned onto the lake road.A little more springtime spiffing up:
There was birdsong everywhere! There were some old friends, the barn swallow,
a friend that I met a couple of weeks ago, the white wagtail,
and three Hoopoes, one of my favorites!
Hoopoes usually nest in walls, buildings, or cliffs, but no more than two meters off the ground. This is the kind of place that both the Hoopoes and Barn Swallows would nest:
For a long time I listened, mesmerized, to a soft tan/gray bird with a white underside. This bird had such a varied song! It sounded like so many other birds that, at first, I thought of mockingbirds. After doing some research, I believe it was probably a thrush nightingale.
I walked past some frolicking goats on a hillside,and some beehives.
As I was leaving the area, in the midst of the nightingales’ songs, I saw a silent bird walking on the ground, eating. It reminded me a little of a quail. It didn’t hop; it ran. It was a bit plump, with a fine speckled pattern of brown, sometimes reddish. It had a crest. I think it was a Hazel Grouse.
Here’s the Wiki picture:
And here is a fuzzy enlargement of the one I saw:I continued walking toward home.On the way, I stopped at one of my favorite restaurants for coffee, and I was served by the cleaning staff. Unfortunately, I didn’t get a picture.
What an uplifting morning!