Birds birds birds….a joyous cacaphony of sound flows from the two village weaver colonies that are building in the Brachystigia tamarindoides trees at Tsavene. Leaves flutter down from high as they strip the trees and begin the weaving of their nests from strands of our long- suffering Phoenix reclinata palms.
The Paradise flycatcher couples, which are nesting within metres of each other, are put out by the weaver activity…I wonder if this means they will desert their nests…
40 mm of rain has fallen in the last week, tadpoles wriggling and turtles jostling in our waterhole…
Chiromantis frogs have deserted the dry season haven of our house, to go forth and build their nests of foam over every pool of water. Some nests hang as high as four metres up in trees overhanging the water!
Woodland kingfishers trill from vantage points around our house late into the evenings, and start before dawn every morning. A few days ago, Clive and I were delighted to hear a White-faced owl calling even before the sun set. Guinea fowls have paired off and patrol noisily around the water hole each evening, then one of the pair, (the female ?) sits bravely incubating the precious eggs through the night while the other finds a safe roost in a tree.
Amur falcons patrol the sky, elegant squadrons of hunters, as flying ants flutter up from the damp earth. We count more that ten Spotted eagles between our house and the Senuko Lodge on one drive! Newly arrived from Russia, and perched in trees low to the ground, they follow the rain and wait for emerging winged termites, their principal food.
Guinea fowl pair -acrylic on craft paper, by Lin Barrie…….