The morning was cold, but even here it warmed up to about 16 °C midday. The summer visitors had not arrived yet, but pairs of nesting resident birds supplied enough entertainment.
Eurasian Nuthatch, ゴジュウカラ
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The morning was cold, but even here it warmed up to about 16 °C midday. The summer visitors had not arrived yet, but pairs of nesting resident birds supplied enough entertainment.
Eurasian Nuthatch, ゴジュウカラ
It was the first day of April. In the lowlands, the weather was warm and green fields were dotted with yellow and purple flowers. Groves of Cherry blossom trees stood out on the slopes. It looked all so pretty. However, I headed for the mountains, where the fields were still brown and grey or vague green due to a layer of frost. I realized I wasn't finished with winter yet.
Frost-layered Purple Dead-nettle
A dash from the bush and there was a lady Copper Pheasant, hurrying towards the thickets on other side of the path. Is there a male waiting for her?
Copper Pheasant, ヤマドリ
During the walk, while gazing over the fields, skimming the trees, looking for anything that flies, a female Pheasant suddenly came running right beside us and continued to stride towards the woods in a cool and calculated manner.
Female Japanese Green Pheasant, キジ
At last, the first Tree frog of the season. Japanese Tree Frog, ニホンアマガエル
At the end of the day, when the sun was setting, an orange glow hung over the fields. The Stilts lost their contrast in black and white and turned a soft golden beige. Their legs bright, nearly orange.
Black-winged Stilts, セイタカシギ