It's summer, the colors have come out, green prevails and everything looks still young and fresh. Butterflies have emerged from the chrysalises and are visiting their favorite flowers. They like the flowers that are past their peak. Maybe they smell sweeter?
Aisatsu
This blog is for family and friends, to share my feelings and photos with and for myself, to support my fading memory. Readers who have my site translated automatically, please refer to the original if necessary. Especially when it comes to identification. Any comments, anonymous or by email name are always welcome!.
Wednesday, 27 May 2026
Small things in the West
Sunday, 24 May 2026
Korean Weasel, チョウセンイタチ
You know that feeling that you are being watched? When we watch birds, they keep an eye on us all the time. Their eyes are everywhere. They can look behind them without turning their head. But with mammals it's different. They look at you directly. You are being watched
I was walking around the stone-roofed huts, thinking nobody would live here, when I noticed some movement on the roof. Korean Weasel, チョウセンイタチ
Tuesday, 19 May 2026
Tsushima 6, Last birds
The resident birds of Tsushima have slightly different markings. The Pygmy Woodpeckers look darker. They have more black in their wings. While watching them, I could see that clearly, but in the photos, it is not so obvious.
Tsushima's Japanese Pygmy Woodpecker, ツシマコゲラ
Tsushima 5, Swallows and some more
During our day in the north we found a place where Red-rumped Swallows were nesting. Their nests unmistakably glued to the overhang of a roof. Several birds flew on and off, carrying mud to repair the nests, chattering all the time.
Red-rumped Swallow, コシアカツバメ
Tsushima 4, Pratincole and some more
One day we drove to Sago in the north. There were some Pratincoles and the regular Herons and Egrets. At midday about 30 raptors passed by, they all appeared to be Honey Buzzards.





