Fig. 60. FEMALE REDSTART. 



it that was amusing. I had arrived during his absence and 

 had my head under the cloth focussing on the nest when I 

 felt a little rush of air, a streak of orange flashed across 

 the ground glass screen and the male was bending over his 

 children. How I longed to reproduce the picture that 

 showed on the screen as he fed each of his little ones in 

 turn, his wings quivering in his enthusiasm and his tail 

 opening and closing like a fan. The pictures were not 



