I am no Henry David Thoreau but every pond of Haryana is a Walden Pond. There is no Ganga in Haryana, but every water irrigation channel is as sacred as the holy river to me. Nature dresses and undresses my countryside. Every outing is a new illustrated chapter of live birds. My aim is to write my experiences as a birdwatcher's journey in his neighbourhood. And this should be true for other states as well.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
This Moustached Warbler was chased by the nesting Streaked Weaver, but it managed to re-appear quite close to the nest. This warbler is a shy and elusive bird, but obliged us with extended decent view.
At Mohamedabad fish pond, while watching birds with Nitu and Sudhir Oswal, I heard its call from the typha reed and quickly we spotted the warbler. After a few movements here and there in the reeds, the bird became restive and started preening its feathers with apparent pleasure.
A Streaked Weaver was nesting nearby in the reed and did not like the warbler's presence within 1 meter of its nest. The warbler was chased away, but it again turned up and began to inspect the weaver's nest from close quarters.