Wednesday, 30 March 2022

Rhea the Rescue Pigeon


''Rhea or Rheia is a goddess in Greek mythology, the Titaness daughter of the earth goddess Gaia and the sky god  Ouranos (Uranus).
She is most renowned as the mother of Zeus, but many of The 12 Olympians are her offspring Demeter, Hades, Hera, Hestia, and Poseidon.''via www.thoughtco.com


On January 6th this year I noticed that one of the many pigeons that frequent our garden couldn't fly. Her wing was dragging on the ground and when all the others took off, she stayed hidden in the bushes. After two days of upset and stress on my part, I was on my way outside to put the bird food out when she was sitting in front of the door, in the pouring rain, looking at me. 
On the 8th of January, I was able to get a hold of her and put her safely in the hutch in our back garden that has previously been home to Hoggle the Rescue Hedgehog and a summer day shelter for our piggies when they are out in their run. 
After leaving her alone with food and water for a day or two to settle, we PPE'd up and gently assessed the situation. Thankfully, what was first thought to be a break was not! She had a wound the size of a 20p under her wing in her wing pit which we cleaned with a specific wound cleaning solution before popping her back in the hutch to relax again. 

She was named in line with all of our pet's names (minus Baker) who are all also God and Goddess names. I think Rhea suits her.

I inparticular have a bit of experience with wildlife rehab and in regards to birds have in the past hand-reared a baby Blackbird, assisted two young sparrows that fell down my wood burner chimney, helped a fledgling pigeon who had been spray-painted blue and waded into a river to catch a juvenile herring gull that was covered in oil. I feel the need to explain that because it hurts my heart to have people question my knowledge. 
Where we live there are not the types of wildlife rescues that I was lucky enough to have in my hometown. As pigeons are seen by many as vermin there are also not many rescues that will have the time, money or energy to be able to help one with a broken or badly injured wing, so of course, we couldn't risk anyone putting her down and decided to do everything we could to help her. Including lots of research reading and watching things online, online orders and a Pets at Home trip. 






After making her as comfortable as we could, putting in some perches and toys for her, we observed her making sure she was eating, drinking, sleeping, defecating and just generally moving about etc as normally as possible eliminating any other bigger problems. The aim was always to get her healthy again and release her as soon as possible, so we tried to stay away as much as possible as not all humans or animals will be as nice to her in the wild as we are and I didn't want her to become too tame. With that being said, pigeons are social birds and I was worried she'd become lonely so she did start to realize that I was the one who fed and spoke to her and she spoke back. 

A week or so later we needed to check the wound again to see if it was healing and decided to wrap her wing to prevent her from picking at it or any bugs from getting into it. However, after being so calm and well behaved getting it on she decided she didn't like it and wouldn't move around with it on. We'd planned to leave it on for the day to give the Vetericyn time to soak in but when we returned in the evening to take it off she'd already done it for us haha! At that point, with it not being a break, we decided to just leave her to it and give her the much needed time she needed to rest up and heal.





As the days passed, Rhea got stronger and stronger. Although her wing would never return to the original position without being wrapped up, over time she did start to regain proper movement in it. 
Until one day...she stood in the run and flapped her wings! She turned her head to look at me and did it again. Rhea was telling me that she was ready to try and fly.
The run did have a net over the top of it for safety - both to protect her from any cats and other predators that may come into our garden and to stop her from getting out and not being about to get back in if we weren't around. 
I gave it another day or two to make sure she was fit and healthy. I took sneaky peeks of her wing pit when she opened her wings to stretch and could see no sign of the wound at all and was happy that it had completely healed! 

On February 26th we removed the run, opened the doors and watched as she walked out and had a look around. She had a look around for a minute or two, and then she took off. And of course, I cried. 
It is apparently a tradition that I miss the release on video because the same happened with my Blackbird release, but we stood and watched her as she looked down at us from our roof before she was off for good. 

I hope she is getting on okay and is living safely and happily. She hasn't yet been spotted her back in our gardens if she has come back, but it's possible she's purposely staying away in fear of being locked up in a hutch again! We had planned to buy or build a purpose-built aviary better suited for her if she hadn't regained her flight and I even posted about it being a strong possibility a mere 6 days before she left us.
It goes to show what time and care can do. I don't think it was by chance that she ended up in our garden and I'm glad we were there to help her.






(In regards to avian flu, there were no confirmed cases in my area until after Rhea had been released. We practised a high level of hygiene and have had no contact with any other birds. She was observed as healthy* before we caught her and healthy upon release. Fingers crossed she still is.
*other than the wing injury.)


Wednesday, 23 March 2022

A Flying Visit to Whitby



On February 16th, Mr H and I took our first ever day trip together. First-ever. We have been together three and a half years and this is the first time we have gone anywhere outside our normal localities, apart from our flying overnight visit to Edinburgh the day we got married. 
Whitby is somewhere that both of us have previous memories with and ties to and we've planned to go together for literal years now, so with Mr H's birthday approaching and me gaining a tiny bit of confidence to leave my house since starting at Cats Protection, we decided to have a day away. 
I had convinced myself that with it being midweek (a Wednesday) and still in winter, outside of school holidays, it would be a little quieter but unfortunately not!

After a hellish, bladder bursting, stressful traffic situation meaning we'd been in the car for over an hour but we were actually only 10 minutes from home rather than having almost arrived, followed by the worst game of toilet hunt and a big diversion, we got there around 11am rather than the planned for 9.30am. We parked up and walked straight toward the other side of town and up the 199 steps.

















By the time we reached the steps, I had to take my inhaler before even starting up them. Not because I am unfit, but because I have asthma and need to wear a mask at all times when in public, which doesn't help my already difficult breathing! Just a quick note here, if you are going anywhere where there is a small footpath, steps, or the like, please keep to one side and walk with the flow of people rather than against it. It is so stressful to come face to face with people when there is no escape from the situation. It isn't difficult, should be common sense and is just general good manners.

Anyway! Once we climbed to the top, we arrived at St Mary's Church. This church is where many of my ancestors were married! From my 5x back to my 9x great grandfathers and mothers lived in Whitby and so with them being married there I wondered if perhaps they could be buried there also. That span of time covers 1649 - 1798 so it could be likely judging by the dates on other graves. We spent a while looking at as many headstones as possible but between the extreme weathering which has all but dissolved a vast majority of them to the actual weather turning on us and plastering wet hair over our eyes we didn't have any luck. I did take a lot of photos in the graveyard because if you have been here before you'll know I love them, but sadly I lost the files before I was able to edit them. I am gutted!

After our time at St Marys, we took a quick peek at Whitby Abby from the outside (too many people and much money to go inside) then headed back down the steps. We took a flying stop at Whitby Glass, chose our Lucky Ducks then continued over to the other side of town again. 

The final stop was Whale Bone Arch. I took a few photos and as there weren't many people around, I set up the tripod to try and get our monthly portrait. Then a lovely (and I use that word with extreme sarcasm) man ruined my day by being rude and we left, heading back towards the car and home.
Therefore the photo above is actually a cheat. Of course, it's obvious that it is edited but we actually took a photo in our back garden and I edited it onto the photo of the arch. Originally it was going to just be a normal edit and then I thought where and when could we be ghosts more so than in Whitby?! 

Until next time...

Wednesday, 16 March 2022

The Birds of 2021 // March

 


As of this year, 2022, I am now into my 10th year of taking part in Project 365 which is taking a photo every day of my life. 10 years!! Over those years nature, wildlife and in particular, birds have featured heavily throughout my project and so last year I shared quarterly blog posts showing the birds I had captured the previous year (check them out below). 
I really enjoyed looking back at those photos and totting up my total of birds photographed therefore I am doing the same again, except this time I am posting them monthly. Here we have all the birds I photographed for my daily photos in March 2021.

The Birds of 2020:
January - March
April - June
July - September
October - December







Species Photographed This Month:
Blackbird (male)
Collared Dove
Mistle Thrush
Herring Gull
Wood Pigeon
Total: 5
Yearly Total:17



So, as of this month, I'm now at a total of 17 different species photographed overall for the year of 2021 so far. Meaning I only need 1 new species in April's post to equal my 2020 total! Exciting!

Wednesday, 9 March 2022

Berwick Pier And Lighthouse



I don't get up to my hometown as much as I'd like, especially now that fuel costs have skyrocketed, but in February I popped up to pick up my parents so they could come down to visit for Mr H's birthday. When I do go to Berwick I always like to try and have some sort of walk while there because it's so much easier and less stressful than where we currently live - the difference between small-town life and suburban city living...meh!
Anyway, here are some photos I took while Mam and I ventured along Berwick's famous Pier surrounded by big waves and a lack of wildlife. 
























 
Until next time...