Flying off into the sunset we say good night to a Black Crowned Night Heron. Not a bad way to end the day. Photographed with an older, forgotten and long gone, point and shoot camera on an evening walk in Ferndale CA. a few years back.
For me the Wood Thrush is a bird I may often hear but seldom seem. Hanging out in those forests deep with green and hidden out of sight they have such a wonderful song. After listening to his song for several minutes this Wood Thrush flew out and landed on a post in a clearing for a minute or two before retuning back into the woods. Love the pudgy belly on this one.