South African birds are weird and wonderful. Confession; since moving to South Africa I have become a bit of twitcher. To clarify for any of you not familiar with the term, it’s a synonym for bird watcher. My husband gleefully insists that this new interest is middle age trumpeting, hooting and twittering its’ arrival. Not so, say I, just one of the many boons of living in South Africa.
We live a hop skip and a warble from a small nature reserve. The bird life is phenomenal, particularly around dawn and dusk. We’ve seen and heard Crested Barbets, astonishing numbers of crimson jacketed Southern Red Bishops flashing bright between the reeds, sleek Cape Glossy Starlings shimmering like peacock feathers and Red-Collared Widowbirds lumbering up and down battling the weight of their over-long tails and little African Hoopoes with their black tipped orange Mohican feathers, striped bodies and long pointed beaks. There is also a resident monitor lizard.
A flap and a feather away we have Montecasino Bird Gardens where the daily ‘Flight of Fantasy’ show showcases parrots, toucans, a tiny owl and a rock star of a pelican. The South African Hornbill is their preservation poster bird and Russell (the) Crow will whisk any paper money donations from your fingertips and post them in the collection box. If you blink, you miss it.
A mere swoop and a squawk away in our very own back garden we have a number of regular visitors. First there are the Hadedas. We heard them before we saw them with their brash ‘hada-hada’ call, a truly special morning wake up call. Essentially shy, they are large grey birds – similar to Curlews’, strange and ugly-beautiful. They have scythe shaped beaks a slightly awkward gait and flappy take-off. We often have up to four of them in our garden at breakfast time and again in the early evening. As an added bonus, they aerate our lawn when boring for worms.
The Grey Loerie, also known as the Go-Away Bird
The common Grey Loerie birds with their Mohicans and long tails have a distinctive cry “Away, go away” and are hence also known as Go Away Birds. Twice I’ve heard the Loeries going berserk in the big tree in our garden; both times it was due to the presence of a Spotted Eagle-Owl.
I wondered whether they were sticking close to the owl for protection. In fact, joined by a variety of other small birds, they were actually working the safety in numbers rule. The weaker birds taunt the predatory one, hoping it will fly away. It’s called mobbing. The owl showed complete disdain for the racket and spent the entire day in the tree tracking me with its bright yellow eyes as I moved around the house.
The Weaver Bird
My favourite visitor is probably the little Weaver Bird. The male Weaver is small and golden mustard and highly skilled at nest weaving. The paler female weaver is an extremely high maintenance chick.
Her suitor will build her a lovely nest, a beautifully woven teardrop shaped bauble. But when she inspects it, she’ll say – “But Dora next door has a conservatory.” So her suitor demolishes it and builds a better nest in its place. “Oh, but wouldn’t it be nice to have an en-suite”, she’ll sigh wistfully, the moment he finishes. Again, her suitor diligently demolishes and rebuilds. “If you reeeeeally loved me, you’d weave me a penthouse”.
This process continues until she is finally satisfied. In the case of weavers, birds of a feather really do flock together and result is trees decorated with pretty nest baubles. To parrot the Loerie, I shall now “away, go away” and leave you to your day.
Tell me about your favourite South African birds in the comments…