I'm obsessed with the little golden patches on the male doves' necks. And dove feet, too!
Look!
I mean...look at those feet!
Friday, July 31, 2020
Thursday, July 30, 2020
Close?
Well, we tried to see comet Neowise a few weeks ago...we drove to the edge of the ocean. Lovely sunset with planet (Jupiter?) visible. We never saw Neowise, although the guys next to us with scopes and fancy cameras definitely had it in their viewfinders. So we sort of saw it? Kinda sorta?
Wednesday, July 29, 2020
Tuesday, July 28, 2020
Hello, Stranger
A rare visitor to the backyard "fountain" (old fountain broken, new one still on back order--thanks, COVID!): a mockingbird. Not pictured: it was lifting its wings up and down as it stood on the platform.
Monday, July 27, 2020
Friday, July 24, 2020
Thursday, July 23, 2020
Wednesday, July 22, 2020
Feline Alert
This is what happens when a cat comes into the yard...everyone gets on the wires and makes noise at the cat.
Even the male oriole, up there at top right.
Tuesday, July 21, 2020
Monday, July 20, 2020
A Wren's Tale: Postscript
On a Sunday, I set myself up to photograph the babies again...I waited for about 20 minutes and no activity at all at the nest. Hmmm...
Then I went into the garage to do some laundry, and I heard frantic, loud cheeping, which I thought was coming from the roof, so I went outside to look. Nope. I went back inside and found this little fledgling hanging onto the roll-up garage door for dear life. (Insert eyeroll and crying emojis.) B. had left the garage door (not the roll-up one) open for just a minute or two while he retrieved a ladder. This little dude apparently flew in (but WHY?!), the door closed, and he/she was stuck. No parent or siblings anywhere around. We tried to shoo it out of the garage, but of course it panicked and flew all around, finally bonking its head on the window. Sigh. We took it outside and let it recover.
Fly free, little one!
Then I went into the garage to do some laundry, and I heard frantic, loud cheeping, which I thought was coming from the roof, so I went outside to look. Nope. I went back inside and found this little fledgling hanging onto the roll-up garage door for dear life. (Insert eyeroll and crying emojis.) B. had left the garage door (not the roll-up one) open for just a minute or two while he retrieved a ladder. This little dude apparently flew in (but WHY?!), the door closed, and he/she was stuck. No parent or siblings anywhere around. We tried to shoo it out of the garage, but of course it panicked and flew all around, finally bonking its head on the window. Sigh. We took it outside and let it recover.
So tiny and cute!
Finally it hopped, then flew onto the fence. Then it flew further onto the fence. Then it flew into a tree, then onto the garage roof, then onto the potting shed roof, then onto the neighbor's roof, and finally away. It was cheeping/crying for its parents the entire time...Fly free, little one!
Friday, July 17, 2020
A Wren's Tale: Part V
Now they look like real baby birds...and they stick their heads all the way out when the food delivery arrives.
And we have poop at the entrance (ewww...)
And we have poop at the entrance (ewww...)
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