With 1,750 acres of land, Phoenix Park isn't a bad spot to have 10 mins away (15 mins cycle).
I've been up there quite a bit lately, trying to get some walks in and taking the binocs with me.
Tonight I feel I got to grips with telling a Jackdaw, Hooded Crow and Rook apart from just hearing their call.
At the weekend I took my lens with me.
|Treecreeper, Oldtown wood, Phoenix Park|
|Coal Tit with food, oldtown wood, phoenix park. You can see the yellowy cheek of the Irish Coal Tit compared to the bright white cheek of the British Coal Tit.|
|A different Treecreeper, Oldtown wood, phoenix park (looks like treecreeper chick).|
|Over the last few weeks Magpies seem to be having a certain love in with the bark at the bottom of trees, not sure if it's a thing particular to juv Magpies or if there's a particular insect/sap around the bark of a tree at this time of year.|
|Mallard, down at the dodgy Furry Glen, Phoenix Park|
|Another Mallard, hiding away so we can't see he's in moult. Or just hiding away from the dodgy people down at the dodgy Furry Glen.|
|Little Grebe in stunning summer plumage, Furry Glen, Phoenix park|
|Little Grebe with fish, Furry Glen, Phoenix Park|
|Dabchickchick. Juvenile Little Grebe, Furry Glen, Phoenix Park|
|And if it's not human eyes, or deer eyes, or bird eyes, or squirrel eyes, then it's the eyes in the treeeeeesss.|
I remembered who sang the song