Off in the distances I can hear the familiar scream-like call of a blue jay. The sound pierces through the yellow and orange autumn maple leaves on a crisp blue sky day. I sit enjoying the sunshine, ...

Despite the high numbers of birds (if I’m lucky) there is a relative calm about the morning gathering right up until that special moment when the blue jays arrive. Then things get a little crazy.

To celebrate the beginning of spring in the Gaelic calendar, ornithologist Seán Ronayne is across the schedule on RTÉ lyric ...