Saturday 19th May (A Different Day)

Mr. Kite looked out of The Joint window into the line of trees where at least ten black male blackbirds were enjoying a breakfast of worms.

Being a vegetarian Mr. Kite had a breakfast of coffee and cereals before setting out on a short walk. With clouds and spots of rain Mr. Kite continued his trek passing the corpses of a deer, two frogs and a colourful horseshoe whip snake.

In the a large eucalyptus tree a flock of Spanish sparrows were nesting. The sound of the sparrows and the strong smell of the eucalyptus oil was Mediterranean.

Passing the tree and following Camino 116 Mr. Kite listened to warblers, robins and blackcaps stopping to spot them. Soon a more shrilling quieter sound was heard and Mr. Kite located the small brown bird walking up the trunk of a tree. Now trunks, trees and a ‘tserrrrrh’ meant treecreeper; not any old treecreeper but a short-toed treecreeper.

Mr. Kite looked carefully at this bird to notice the differences but without a comparator it was impossible. The bird moved up and around the trunk before disappearing out of sight. In the shrubs and bushes the birds sang and a bright yellow serin brightened up the place before the rain started and Mr. Kite want back to The Joint.

More thunder storms kept Mr. Kite in The Joint for the rest of the day but he did watch blackbirds, Spanish sparrows, azure-winged magpies with the golden oriole playing the background music.

At four o’clock it was time for a tipple of Mahou Classica. Cheers.