Today we have a strong dose of calima, that hot east wind from the Sahara which brings dust and warm air to the Canary Islands. But at the same time, I saw one of the newly hatched baby blackbirds in the garden, taking its first flying lessons. Here are photos of both events.
I was surprised to learn that once out of the nest, the babies scramble around in the shrubbery, the parents feeding them and showing them how to fly, but never returning to the nest. I somehow had the idea they all went back to the nest to sleep together at night, but apparently that is not the case. One can search them out by listening to the encouraging peeps and scolds from the parents coming from one side or other of the garden, guiding them and warning them of approaching humans or cats. Although, thankfully the old cats are not the slightest bit interested in fresh fish, meat or baby birds and would much rather continue their siesta in a sunny spot on the grass than get up and chase birds.
I was fortunate to be able to see this blackbird and catch a zoomed image while it sat on a bush, almost without tail feathers and with fluffy baby fuzz floating around his spotted body.
But the higher temperature was a lovely surprise this morning. Here is a photo of my little weather station sitting on a table in the shade, registering 27.8°C...about 80°F and 51% humidity. The time was around 10:30 in the morning, although it registers 19:40, as the clock needs resetting. It's one of those simple things made so complicated that I have to find the instruction booklet to figure out the clock setting mode.