A short but sweet visit with Mrs. G…the Evening Grosbeak. We ran across her perched upon a limb of a local tree where she gave us that who’s here glance…
and proudly proclaimed hello there my name is Mrs. G.
A quick little move from right to left…
and with a telling glance that, enough is enough, she swiftly ascended the tree and vanished from sight.
Yes, Sparrows can be a handful, but when they come out in the open and give you good view that handful becomes a fistful.
We welcome back a Chipping Sparrow as they sit quietly as we pass by one a early morning walk. While this morning they were silent we typically are greeted by their song this time of year.
A beautiful Lark Sparrow forages for the tiniest of sprouts springing forth from between this rocky soil.
Ushered by their beautiful wren-like song we were luck enough to observe this Lincoln’s Sparrow enjoying the first rays of early morning light.
While out in the grasslands a Vesper Sparrow sang it’s lovely song.
An uncommon but not rare visitor to one of the local reservoirs where waterfowl stop by on their migratory journeys. The was an especially handsome looking albeit a bit shy Blue-winged teal who seemed fittingly dressed for the slate-grey waters that morning.
With the bottom of their acorn vault looking depleted a pair of Acorn Woodpeckers makes their way towards the top shelf of their tree. The first one confidently leading the way as if saying follow me. I love the colors and the button eyes of these guys.
A Black Necked Stilt enjoying some quiet time alone in a temporary pond created by spring rains. Soon the pond will be gone and the Stilt will have moved on.
It was an unusually dark Friday afternoon just a week or two ago, light rain falling, when this male Yellow-rumped Warbler descended from their usual stomping grounds up in the tops of the conifers to forage on insects in the cattails along the edge of the pond.
Taking their time they perused the area and picked out the most buggy of the areas to work over.
Like a true warbler they rarely held still but we were lucky enough to get a nice long look of this beautiful bird before they took off to the tree tops above.
Happy Friday and have a wonderful weekend.
The world seems awash in fences many made of barbed wire. Some still providing a useful purpose but many not and with a storied history that provides an interesting read. An easy place for a bird photograph but a hazard for wildlife as well. A love hate relationship indeed.
Two versions of a musical interlude to brighten the start to your day.
The original by the Beatles or this version by one of our favorite musicians Brad Meldahu.
Both inspired by these beautiful male Brewers Blackbirds taking a moment to just sit and sing.
A small group of Eared Grebes patrolling the waters on a nearby reservoir as they migrate north towards their breeding grounds. I guess it’s those cinnamon red-hot eyes that give them such an intense look as well as their alert posture but they sure look like a tough lot to me.
According to the All About Birds website eared Grebes spend 9-10 months of the year flightless. This is the longest period of flightlessness of any bird species capable of flight. Beautiful Birds and always a pleasure to observe.
Given my poor skills at identifying Hummingbirds, especially the females, please correct me if I am wrong again this time.
While we were out hiking last weekend this Broad tailed Hummingbird landed on a branch right in front of us on a very windy afternoon. I can’t imagine being a bird that weighs mere ounces buzzing about on a day with the wind as strong as that day but she was sure putting in a great effort. After a short rest she was off with that familiar hummingbird buzz and buzzed away on a breezy day.
nature has no boss 
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