Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Rook picnic

People were not the only ones enjoying the sunny and warm Sunday. A Rook walked around the picnic tables, intently looking around and underneath in search of scraps. A few people threw scraps to the rook and she filled her gular pouch with the tidbits. Its fledgling, precariously perched on a nearby tree, called. The Rook went back and forth taking food to its offspring.


  1. That's a lovely study of a Rook. I hope she doesn't give too much processed food to her offspring though.

  2. Thank you Toffeeapple. I guess this glut of processed food happens only occasionally during weekends, the rest of the time the rook has to work hard to sate the hungry fledglings.