When visiting Mt. Hiko, a stop at the Takazumi Shrine is due. I had not expected to stay more than a few minutes, but when I saw the Wren flying in and out, I was hooked.
Eurasian Wren, ミソサザイ
Yes, the nest was inside! (no picture)
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When visiting Mt. Hiko, a stop at the Takazumi Shrine is due. I had not expected to stay more than a few minutes, but when I saw the Wren flying in and out, I was hooked.
Eurasian Wren, ミソサザイ
Yes, the nest was inside! (no picture)
My yearly visit to the mountain turned out a little different from what I expected. The Jays were not feeding on the cherries, as I had hoped, and neither were the Green Pigeons. I checked a few of my favorite locations, found very few butterflies and decided to go home early. At the usual place people had been waiting for the Ruddy Kingfisher all morning, apparently without success. Then when I drove by one of the last people still there told me: It's out, sitting there! By the time I had parked the car it was gone. Maybe it came back, but I don't have that much patience...
Japanese Green Woodpecker, アオゲラ