A black Capped Chickadee sat singing a-dee-dee-dee in the now lost light of a small local woodlands. Even with the sun at high noon this patch of shrubs remains dimly light. Yet when the chickadee sings the forest feels bright.
Tag: birding
Mr. Blue
Hello there I’m Mr. Blue.
I see you have birdseed.
Don’t mind if I do.
On the pond
A nice assortment of ducks graced the pond one recent afternoon. All just passing through and very temporary visitors staying just long enough to rest-up and grab a meal on their journey south. Lesser Scaups (both males and females) Red-headed ducks and Buffleheads were present and enjoying a nice afternoon of filtered winter sunlight.
About Time
IT’s finally starting to act like winter around here and and with winter the hardy Mountain Chickadees have moved down the hill and are now keeping us company. It’s the little things that sometimes put the biggest smile on your face.
What Rain?
It rained and it rained and it rained but this Gull just took it it in stride perched on a magnificent weathered log.
Grumpy?
Looking a bit on the grumpy side a Curved Bill Thrasher lets me know he is aware of my presence. Busted again.
Short day-Long Shadows
There’s no escaping and no mistaking this time of year. Early December, high noon, without a cloud in the sky, yet the sun casts long shadows upon a male Red-winged Blackbird with wing-bar colors faded to only a pale yellow. Short days and long shadows. A calendar and perhaps a metaphor.
Evening in Morning
Yes, the sun did rise, and when it did it illuminated the beautiful colors of a Male Evening Grosbeak perfectly.
Big Bird
It’s amazing that with just a few quick footsteps this big bird can seemingly disappear into their surroundings. A Sandhill crane with feathers matching their environment hunts for a meal in the dried reeds and cattails in an ever shrinking wetland. It’s a true testament to survival with these creatures when this years wetlands become next years strip-mall.
House Sparrow
It’s always nice to find a House Sparrow away from the house so to speak. Perched in the dried cattails and with all those shades of brown and rusty reds they just seem to look more at home.
The House Sparrow was introduced into Brooklyn, New York, in 1851. By 1900 it had spread to the Rocky Mountains. Two more introductions in the early 1870s, in San Francisco and Salt Lake City, aided the bird’s spread throughout the West. House Sparrows are now common across all of North America except Alaska and far northern Canada.
https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/House_Sparrow/overview#
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