I find myself wondering if birds get really chilly on winter, windy days.
I know their feathers keep them warm, but when the wind lifts them up and away from their bodies, the cold wind must send a chill through them.
I was trying to recreate their experience by walking up and down the driveway and flapping my coat open and shut and I definitely was colder than I would have normally been. If you live in a cold climate, you can try the same experiment. Make sure to wear clothes under your coat…we don’t want to read about you in the newspaper.
Isn’t this an intense look? Male cardinals have an image problem…in my professional opinion.
I think a simple change by Mother Nature could solve the whole issue. I’d suggest that the less dark feathers to the side of the eye, (see arrow), add to the impression of a stern demeanor.
An easy fix would be to add some interesting eyelashes and replace the black feathers under the beak with red feathers.
I’m aware that this is a radical proposal…but I think many cardinals would like to soften their, “look”.
I know, I know, there’s all kinds of “wrong,” going on in this image.
In spite of the problems with this shot, I still like it…it feels like I’m getting a peak into the magic of bird flight. Look at that round tummy and the shadow of the feathers on it…magic.
I think this bluejay is a wannabe runway model. I was waiting for the big pivot that models do when they get to the end of their strut, but nope.
“This lovely number is the essence of versatility…by day, the blue and black of the top of the feathers will serve you well in any boardroom or staff meeting. When the work day ends, simply flip up your wings and you’re all sass and glamour with stunning white silkiness and black pin-striping.”
There was an VERY big surprise visitor in the backyard a week or so back.
Earlier in the day, I had seen a bird circling and it was at least a half mile away…it looked fairly large, even from that distance.
Three hours later I noticed a BIG shape in a sycamore tree…and there it was…the red tail hawk. It was a fair distance away, but I took a photo anyway with the expected blurry results.
Imagine my surprise when it turned around on the branch and looked toward where I was looking through the window. Leaning forward, it left the branch and it was off and flying… I captured another blurry image.
It took a second for me to register the fact that the amazing predator was gliding down to the ground, where it landed twenty feet from the window.
Look how well it blends in with it’s surroundings! It was such a thrill to see this magnificent bird so closely.