March 4th 2023
Here I am, just returned from Kaziranga and Manas, and writing about Illalur and Madayathur. Sekar looked disbelieving at my plan to go off on Saturday - weren't the wondrous and spectacular sightings of Assam sufficient - but I felt this tug to see and experience my backyards again, like re-connecting with the familiar, after a trip to the exotic!
And more than the birding, it was the company and the beautful spots - so close to home. OK not so close, but closer than Assam for sure.
Illalur lake - the last time I was here, the lake was dry and we walked everywhere. |
The morning was magical, with the clouds, the sun and the water, and a light mist as well. |
This photo by Sagarika was one of several highlights of my morning. The singing Loten in the flowering Gliricidia. |
These beautiful stalks bloom between Feb and April, usually. Photo by Sagarika. |
Some walking up and down the bund and disturbing various men from their morning peaceful open-air defecation later, we thought we saw Pratincoles fly overhead, and we did see blue-tailed bee-eaters swoop and settle on the Milkweed.
Purple-rumped sunbirds were nesting - rather the female looked like she was dismantling and completely disapproving of the nest, while the male chirped and flew off quite seemingly quite hurt by this.
Sagarika spotted a White-eyed Buzzard on a pole fa-aaaar away, which was nice (yes, she showed all of us too), and then they all saw a Jerdon's Bushlark which I didn't because I guess I was busy and distracted by the little wildflowers on the lake bed.
Possibly a Bladderwort. |
Dwarf Morning Glory |
Some cute looking grasses |
Around this time, Gayathree decided that she had to pick some Prickly Pears, and at the end of that she was, well, pricked. The Cactus did not approve of her actions. |
He then took us to another lake that I had never been to - what an amazing discovery!
The tree was magnificent and awesome. |
There were a few waders at the water's edge - a trio of little ringed plovers, a lone black-winged stilt and a couple of wood sandpipers. I enjoyed watching the paddy field pipits and the wagtails scurry across the grass.
It was an ideal picnic spot, and we munched on an odd assortment of cake, sandwiches, black grapes and chips. And believe it or not, Gayathree had a flask of chamomile tea....which I shall not comment upon. Those who drank it were calmer and those who did not were happier.
We all bundled in Gayathree's car to return back via Nemmeli, when we saw this temple procession. From the Thiruporur Murugan temple.
The temple, as we moved away from it. Photo by Umesh |
And at Gayathree's stomping grounds - the Nemmeli salt pans - we saw the water had receded, algae had formed, and the curlews were fewer in number. |
Safe travels, bon voyage and see you next winter, our feathered friends from far and near.
Loved this. So relaxing to read and get transported rather than transformed
ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely blog of a morning well spent, love the pics of wild flowers/grass, as birders we usually look towards sky, ground beneath our feet is equally awesome. For me, looking at the school of fishes so close was a first:)
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