For the previous two summers I’ve been referring to this bird as my Mourning Dove. However, looking up my handy-dandy bird book (yes, finally!) it says this is a Eurasian Collared Dove. To quote my teenage daughter… oooooo, fancy!
As we had so, so many birds visiting last month on their way to Alaska, Feathered Friday is currently dedicated to them and their safe travels!
The cheeky Stella Jay birds enjoy sitting on the branches directly outside the kitchen window, taunting the cats with their closeness, safe in the knowledge the cats are unable to make contact.
The Stella’s also seem to know when I’m attempting to photograph them. Just when I have the photo set-up, boom, the birds move. That’s okay, I prefer their stunning blue color over their boisterous character anyways!
This little guy was an equal-opportunity bird, dividing his time equally between long drinks from my Hummingbird feeder then snacking at my seed feeder nearby. What the?
If you know what he is please let me know. Initially I thought he was a finch but his beak, allowing him to guzzle sugar-water at the rate he did, has me now wondering otherwise!
As we had so, so many birds visiting last month on their way to Alaska, Feathered Friday is currently dedicated to them and their safe travels!
And there was me thinking the Angry Bird movie was simply a piece of fiction. Looking at this gentleman it would appear the movie is indeed based on a true story!
As we had so, so many birds visiting last month on their way to Alaska, Feathered Friday is currently dedicated to them and their safe travels!
I’d Rather Be… grateful for each day lived, a life filled with beautiful sights, smells and experiences…
then regretting what has been or might have been, or even what should be!
Our cold miserable Saturday was brightened considerably with the visit from this beautiful blue heron in our tree. He arrived at lunchtime and was still there when the light left the sky that evening.
We thought we were getting a return visit on Sunday however when the heron flew up from the harbour he didn’t stop at the tree. Instead it flew directly towards our sun-room, skimming up over the roof at the last possible moment. Both the cat and I actually ducked when it flew overhead!🤣
Cold is the Weekly Weather Challenge word this week from Tourmaline.
Although the cold autumn winds have dispersed most of the birds that frequent the tree outside my kitchen window, this lone robin remained.
Through no fault of their own, robins have never been a favorite of mine. Sadly, when they’re on the ground they remind me of a Queensland toad. An ugly beast at the best of times!
As the light emerged with the beginning of the new day, a beautiful blue heron in search of some fresh breakfast was revealed down by the water’s edge.
Such a wonderful start to the day, a fresh hot coffee in my hand whilst watching Mother Nature at her best right outside my window.