Woke up this morning, sun shining through the rain. Looked for the rainbow and instead saw, through the rain-blurred glass, what seemed to be a giant black and yellow bee sitting on a cornflower. Got a better look; it was a goldfinch eating the cornflower seeds. The rainbow arrived later. Here it is:
Meanwhile A1 is reading The Third Nero* by Lindsey Davis.
Tag: bird
Spin Cycle
Another rider on the anemometer merry-go-round/ Look at that pigeon go!
A2 is reading City of Saints and Madmen by Jeff Vandermeer; a compendium of novellas concerning the imaginary city of Ambergris, with an appendix at least as long including information about squids, a partially decoded cryptic text, bibliographies, glossaries and tasting notes on the fonts employed. Reading it I was struck by the similarity to the works of Alasdair Gray and sure enough it turns out that Jeff is a massive fan of Alasdair and cites him as a mentor. Books send out hyphae into the literary subsoil and somewhere far away another book pops up like a mushroom.
The Magic Roundabout
A baby starling having a spin on the anemometer. Meanwhile the birds are treating the rain gauge as a combined toilet and drinking fountain.
A2 is reading Death at the Sanatorium* by Ragnar Jonasson.
Critter of the Day: House Sparrow
Passer domesticus, a very common but also extremely endangered bird. We’ve never photographed one before.
March was more or less average on the sun, rain and temperature fronts, but it was frequently unpleasantly windy. In like a lion and out like a lion.
A2 is reading The State of the Art by Iain M Banks.
Fly Me to the Moon
Our last post was about dinner at the ivy and tonight a boy called Ivy joined us for our family dinner but nobody thought to take a picture. Instead here are a couple of shots from A1’s Dwarf Mini telescope: some iridescent starlings and the crescent moon.

The menu for tonight was spag bol followed by nectarine cake and the GSQ at which we scored 10.5.
Pigeon Having Dinner at the Ivy
The incessant cloud and rain continues so no astronomy pictures but here is a pigeon enjoying the ivy.
A1 is rereading Elysium Fire by Alastair Reynolds. A2 is rereading number9dream by David Mitchell.
Dwarf Mini first light
A new toy! The Dwarf Mini is an ultra-portable smart telescope designed for deep-sky astronomical imaging. Controlled from a smartphone (in our case a Pixel 6a), it can track objects, take multiple exposures and automatically stack them to increase the image quality.
This hasn’t been a good time for astronomy here — we’ve had unrelenting gloom, rain and cloud cover for the last couple of months. But today, Valentine’s Day, the sky finally cleared enough to try the device out. The picture above is the sun, showing three groups of small sunspots. It’s a stack of 20 shots each exposed for 1/200s. The tracking was spot-on, with no need for special mounts or alignment — the device was indoors looking through an open window. Here’s a screenshot from the phone before it was taken (note the very useful inset wide-field picture):
At about 1:30am this morning the sky started to clear with some gaps in the clouds. I took a test sequence of a random part of the sky, centred on the star HIP80364. The Dwarf Mini took 21 15-second shots , of which 16 were usable — the device detected occasional cloud cover and discarded them. Again the tracking was perfect, with no discernable trails or elongation of the stars (click for full size):
That’s a rather boring image, but given clearer weather we can hopefully do better. Oh, and it’s also good for wildlife:
A2 is reading Signals of Distress by Jim Crace.
Critter of the Day: Goldcrest
Regulus regulus, so good they named it twice. We have never spotted this King of the Birds before but it’s easily overlooked, being barely bigger than a bumblebee.
A1 is rereading Inhibitor Phase by Alastair Reynolds. According to our records, I originally read this on 5 Sep 2021. But I have absolutely no memory of it at all — and I would have remembered it, as it’s a much-anticipated continuation of AR’s Revelation Space sequence, with many recurring characters. Excellent, though the ending is a bit of a cop-out.
A2 is reading HHhH by Laurent Binet, an absolutely brilliant non-fiction novel about the attempt to assassinate Reinhard Heydrich, documenting the writer’s struggles with his subject and including many encomia to Prague, which A1 and A2 also love.
Pigeon Pie
Back in 2020 we had an unexpected visitor: a sparrowhawk feasting on its prey in our back garden. The picture in the linked post was a still from a rather poor video, which we’ve now improved somewhat:
We thought the prey was a magpie originally, due to the racket being made by a flock mischief of them which attracted our attention. But now it’s looking more like it was a pigeon.
Thanks to the very powerful software ffmpeg, the video has been stabilised, sharpened and colour balanced.
A1 is reading Halcyon Years by Alastair Reynolds — thanks A2! AR likes incorporating both noir and detective elements in his SF (cf the terrific Century Rain and the Prefect Dreyfus novels), and here we’ve got Yuri Gagarin — well, sort of — as a mean-streets PI on a generation starship. There are touches of humour, and some Dickian nods in this tale: the sorrowfully forgetful robot, and the excessively polite one as it chucks our hero overboard. It all hangs together though, and a return to form.
A2 is rereading Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood.
A Nice Pair of Tits
The weather today was mediocre so here are some birds.
A1 is rereading The Secret Hours by Mick Herron. A2 is reading There Is No Antimemetics Division by qntm which was ❚❚❚❚❚ but ❚❚❚❚❚.
We are watching Down Cemetery Road.
The One That Got Away
The cat made its annual attempt at catching a baby starling but A2 managed to usher it out of the house before it became a fluffy cat snack. Here it is catching its breath in the bushes before it flew away.
Sad news: our weather station has stopped working. We were expecting it to rain in the near future but now we’ll never know. Unless we look out of the window.
A1 is reading Hollow Grave* by Kate Webb. A2 is reading Buying Time* by EM Brown.
Halo There!
A faint halo with a lucky pigeon. Today we overtook last April on the solar panel front.
A2 is reading A Beginner’s Guide to Breaking and Entering* by Andrew Hunter Murray. Third book in a row in which a character gets messages saying I KNOW WHAT YOU DID.
Starlings
A bird showing off the ring on its leg while its mates preen themselves in the background.
A1 is reading The Wilding by Ian McDonald. A2 is rereading A Tale Etched in Blood and Hard Black Pencil by Christopher Brookmyre.
Tit for Tat
A random bird for lack of better photos. Apparently there are all seven planets on view tonight but it’s cloudy and we can only see Jupiter. It was a grey day too, but it’s also Gray Day so A2 is reading Unlikely Stories, Mostly by Alasdair Gray.
Another Bird
Pyrrhula pyrrhula, the twice-named bullfinch.
A1 is rereading Attack of the Unsinkable Rubber Ducks by Christopher Brookmyre. A2 is reading Nobody’s Hero by MW Craven.
Robin Not Hiding
A1 finally managed to sneak up on the redbreast unawares. There are all sorts of birds about at the moment, trying to hook up for the mating season.
A2 is rereading The Testaments by Margaret Atwood.
Robin Hiding
Here’s a glimpse of the elusive bird that has been tormenting us with its vanishing tricks. One day we’ll catch it in the open.
We had macaroni cheese, vegetable and fruit salads and a sad-looking but tasty brick-like air-fried courgette cake for our family dinner and scored 12.5 on the GSQ; thx everybody and happy birthday eve Bob.
A1 is rereading Not the End of the World by Christopher Brookmyre. A2 is rereading Machines like Me by Ian McEwan.
Maggie and Baggie
Up high, under a grey sky, a magpie accompanied by a birdlike bin bag.
A1 is rereading One Fine Day in the Middle of the Night by Christopher Brookmyre. A2 is reading Cult* by Camilla Lackberg and Hendrik Fexeus.
Dunnock of the Day
A shy hedge sparrow hiding in the bushes on a dark and cloudy day.
A1 is rereading Be My Enemy by Christopher Brookmyre. A2 is rereading Five Star Billionaire by Tash Aw.
Tit of the Day
A2 spends minutes at a time looking out of the window and being teased by a vanishing robin, small bits of goldfinch and a wandering rat, along with all the blackbirds, starlings and squirrels, but here is a processed blue tit.
A2 is rereading The Dwarves of Death by Jonathan Coe.
Crowing
A crow in a tree.
A1 is reading Trapped* by Camilla Lackberg and Hendrik Fexeus. A1 was less impressed with this, getting very bored with one protagonist’s obsession with cleanliness and sanitising everything, and the other’s with counting everything. Take all that out and it’d be half the length. The plot was daft, too.
A2 is rereading The House of Sleep by Jonathan Coe.
Pigeon Pair
A couple of pigeons looking down on us from a distance. January 2025 was the coldest, wettest and least sunny January on our records and the second coldest month of all time, day and night, beaten only by December 2010.
A2 is reading South of the Border, West of the Sun* by Haruki Murakami. Boy meets girl and so on.
Another Beak in the Wall
Troglodytes troglodytes (so good…) aka a wren. We have never photographed one before, or even knowingly seen one. It was bouncing around like a little brown ball, occasionally stopping to search for critters in cracks. And here’s a nice song:
…well, not so nice for the poor old wren.
A1 is rereading A Snowball in Hell by Christopher Brookmyre. A2 is rereading The Unlucky Lottery by Hakkan Nesser.
The Goldfinch
Carduelis carduelis; so good they named it twice. Haven’t photographed one for years but A2 spotted this one in a distant tree far, far away.
A1 is rereading A Big Boy Did It and Ran Away by Christopher Brookmyre, in which we learn its psychopathic terrorist loathes The Smiths. As does A1 🙂
A2 is rereading Borkmann’s Point by Hakan Nesser.
Another Starling
A beautiful sleek iridescent specimen this time.
A2 is rereading Woman with a Birthmark by Hakan Nesser.