Another warbler in the woods…

Here’s another singer from my trip to the wooded cemetery on the TU Delft campus. He’s a male Eurasian blackcap (Sylvia atricapilla), an Old World Warbler, and one of the seven species in the genus Sylvia, which are called typical warblers, for reasons that I am sure made perfect sense at the time.

Boy, could he sing. I’ve glimpsed them out in the countryside, too, near where I’ve captured the chaffinch and goldfinch, but I couldn’t get an image until Sunday.

Here’s a typical view I get of a great tit, also in the cemetery. Not so great, but you can clearly see its white cheeks and black beard.

Here’s an image of another meadow brown butterfly showing the top (dorsal) side of its wings. Pretty enough, if you’re into earth tones, I guess, but not as nice as the bottom (ventral) side I showed you already.

For comparison, here’s yet one more look at a peacock butterfly, because I took so many, and because I just can’t help myself. They clearly chose a different path.

Finally, here’s one more interesting character from the cemetery. I’d still be trying to identify it if that face didn’t look so familiar, I hadn’t played a hunch, and I hadn’t gotten lucky. It is a young, perhaps freshly fledged, blackbird. Too me, they look just like their North American cousins, the American Robins, despite the very different plumage.

And that’s it for today, folks. Catch ya next time.