The male American Goldfinches are re-acquiring their brilliant summer plumage.
Tag: songbirds
On patrol
This male House Sparrow patrolled for tidbits and I was able to capture an image.
Wind up toy
I sometimes think of the Dark-eyed Junco as the songbirds’ version of a wind-up toy. It suddenly starts to skitter over the ground or snow and as suddenly stops. It will quickly back- then forward-scratch to reveal hidden tidbits. I enjoy watching them go about their business.
Incognito
Can you spot the cardinal?
Traffic congestion
Now you see him
I participate in Project FeederWatch. It’s a citizen science project which involves counting the birds at my bird feeders. During our recent extreme cold weather visitation dramatically increased. I photographed this Northern Cardinal through the living room window and screen so it’s a little fuzzy.
Sharing
A Northern Cardinal and female House Finch share space at the dinner table.
Clown
I sometimes think of the White-breasted Nuthatch as the clown of the songbirds. It moves upside down. It wears a distinctive, funny suit. It has a funny little call, surveys the scene by turning its head every which way. Flits down to snatch a seed then quickly retreats to the safety of a nearby tree to open and devour its prize.
Footprints
(I was laid low yesterday by a twinge in my back after awkwardly lifting something heavy. Back to blogging today.)
Dark-eyed Juncos seeking sunflower seed traced paths on the deck. A birds’ life is very, very hard now. The cold is awful, food is scarce, competition is ferocious. In comparison our life is one of ease, plenty, and warmth.
A dog came this way as well, I think it was Stella.
Snared
Shot through the weave of trellis netting, a Mourning Dove and House Sparrow share a perch.
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