I’m a bit obsessed at the moment. Thoroughly enjoying my little flock of starlings taking their breakfast and morning baths on my patio at 6:30 each day.
It’s got me thinking, about friendships and moving and moulting, shedding our old ways and developing into fully fledged adults. I’m still not sure when that will happen to me.
This Starling gang I have the pleasure of watching, jostle for position on the fence and into the bath. They like to eat first then bath later. They’re not quite as jumpy as they were and seem a bit more relaxed about landing and feeding.
I’m assuming the moulting of feathers must be a bit itchy since they’re constantly washing and preening.
Whilst I’m good at keeping their water baths full I’m less good at sketching them and taking photos of them. No doubt there will be a Starling sketching blog post soon.. In the meantime here’s my best pic of a few juvenile starlings showing the different stages of moulting.
lynnelives 
Great to hear from you!! What a fun scene to wake up to each morning!
Hi Sammy. Really trying to blog more frequently but busy sketching.. It’s definitely fun.
That sounds so cool, a perfect way to start the day. Just a lovely picture.
Thanks Silvia, it is. I wish I could sketch them better than I’ve managed so far.