A lone merganser chick hitching a ride on the Mom-Merganser ferry.
A Pine Siskin give a look that just screams What? while devouring some thistle.
A White Crowned Sparrow enjoys a short break after a very successful hunting foray. The kids will eat well this morning.
A Raven quietly takes flight from a tree still teeming with life.
“Just like we each have our own voice, each male Lazuli Bunting sings a unique combination of notes. Yearling males generally arrive on the breeding grounds without a song of their own. Shortly after arriving, they create their own song by rearranging syllables and combining song fragments of several males. The song they put together is theirs for life.”1
Yes, tiny is tiny but he is also mighty.
Not too long and these little dynamos will be heading south…can you believe it?