On the bull kelp

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A tiny Yellow Rumped Warbler found the bull kelp a perfect perch for hunting sand flies and other small insects on the beach. This girl would quickly dart down form the kelp to snag a small meal and quickly return to her perch. Seeing her sitting on the head of the bull kelp made us realize just how small she was. We watched a documentary about songbirds the other night called The Messenger. Here is a link to the website http://songbirdsos.com
It is a very timely reminder about what a world without song birds would be like.

Winter Bunn 2022

Introducing Winter Bunn 2022.

Each winter we seem to have a single Rocky Mountain Cottontail that call our surroundings home. This year she makes an appearance every couple of days or so. Sometimes seeming right at home with us invading her surrounding. This day she munches away on the stalk of an old Holly Hock plant whist giving me the eye. Thus far she has seemed to avoid all those which would like to make her a meal and hopefully will make to spring to produce another batch of spunky young rabbits.

Looking out – Looking in

On a recent very chilly morning while the rest of the house finches were visiting the feeders one very curious gentleman decided to take a minute and see what was going on inside the house. It was a short but nice chat, but given the quantity of seed a little bird needs to eat to keep warm at -10, he was quickly went back to his business at the feeder.

Sunshine

Thus far our winter has been more gray then sunny and much less snowy than we would like it. However looking out and seeing this Rocky Mountain Cottontail provided us that proverbial sunshine on a cloudy day and a smile to our faces.

Where’s Hatchmo?

Well, we can all agree 2021 has been a strange and unordinary year in many respects and one event that has us scratching our heads and has just turned the strange-o-meter up to 11 is the absence of Hatchmo this winter.

As long as we can remember Red-Breasted Nuthatches have been a neighborhood fixture. Not just in winter but all year long. Their honking a constant reminder that someone is out there in the trees and their visits to the feeders in winter are sure to bring a smile to our faces when the sun is low and temperatures are cold. Perhaps they have all gotten together and moved south this year or perhaps they have just moved to the next valley over.

Whatever the reason it has left of scratching your heads, searching the web for explanations and feeling just a little lonely this winter.

So if you see Hatchmo tell them the feeders are full and it’s OK to come home.