The long-tailed tit is the least of the titmice, and is only saved from
being described as the smallest British bird on account of its loose
plumage and long tail, which make it look a trifle more bulky than the
golden-crested wren. In many of its habits, and to some extent in its
appearance, it resembles the typical tits, the five species of the
genus Parus which remain to be described, and is often seen associating
with them in winter. In its colouring, language, and nesting habits
it differs from them. It is a somewhat singular-looking little bird,
with grey and rose-coloured plumage, short wings, a very long tail,
and a short, conical beak, which gives the round head something of a
parrot-like appearance.
[Illustration: FIG. 33.--LONG-TAILED TIT. ¼ natural size.]
This species is found throughout Great Britain and Ireland, but is less
common in Scotland than in England. It inhabits woods and plantations,
and, like the other tits, is social, active, and restless in its
habits. After the breeding season the old and young birds remain
united, and spend the autumn and winter months in perpetually wandering
through the woods; but their travels do not take them far from home.
They are seen in a scattered party, each member of which appears wholly
occupied with his own search for minute insects and their eggs and
larvæ, but is ready at a given signal to abandon his food-getting and
join the others in their hurried flight to the next tree. And as they
pass from tree to tree their short wings and long tails give them, as
Knapp said, the appearance of a flight of arrows. Leaving the woods,
they roam over the surrounding country, making their way by short
stages from tree to tree and from bush to bush, along lanes and hedges,
and visiting the clumps of trees in parks and pasture-lands. They also
come about houses, not for the crumbs that fall from the table, but to
continue in gardens and shrubberies their endless search for minute
insects. Very restless and anxious little hearts are theirs, one would
imagine, from their incessant hurried flittings from place to place,
and the small, querulous sounds in which they converse together.
At night they roost huddled together in a cluster composed, in some
cases, of half a dozen or eight birds in a row, with three or four
others perched on their backs, and one or two more resting on these.
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