Yesterday I saw the first Fantail of the season. I always look
forward to them with their fanned out flirty tails. It was right
outside the window and, as I carefully headed out the door, it
came to the door as though expecting me.
Hoping to get a shot at it on the vegetation on the pergola some 4'
away, I started to raise my camera, when, to my surprise and utter
delight I had two tiny birds, like supersonic butterflies, darting to
within a few inches of my face and chest, cirling me and playing
chasey. I stood as though bewitched, the camera unraised. They
were much too close to get a shot at and with such fast and furious
flying, there was no hope anyway.
I stood entranced and enjoyed the performance until they moved to
the lytch gate a little further away.
Getting into action, I did my level best even with the uncertain light
but only managed these two uncertain shots of an unidentifiable
Blue Wren. We have a number of Superb Blue Fairy-Wrens here, but
this particular one matches nothing in my extensive birdbooks.
Obviously it was a territorial altercation which the wren won, yet left me
disappointedly empty handed of my first Fantail photo.