Robins don’t play tennis

Robins don't play tennis

Gold

Gold

The male goldfinches are finishing their spring molt. Such beautiful birds, their song is liquid gold, sweet and delightful to hear.

Sammy . . .

Sammy . . .

. . . and I don’t mean Sosa, or Hagar. One of our resident squirrels waits for Stella to be distracted before attempting to descend to the ground.

First sighting

First sighting

Yesterday we saw the first Ruby-throated Hummingbird of this season. This male visited our feeder during a very blustery afternoon. It is still around today. They are such incredible and intrepid animals, flying such distances. I posted my sighting on the Ontario Hummingbird Project web site.