Look at that sweet little face.
I wonder what the little bird’s name is,”sweet pea”,
It’s possible that this bird considers itself to be a rough and tough character. Perhaps it imagines itself a superhero of the bird world. It’s possible that it goes by the name of “Hercules”.
Of course I’ll never know what it’s name is…unless it can talk…then I would want to know a lot more than what it’s name is.
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.
I’ll let you guess which bird is the Red-bellied woodpecker. These birds intimidate almost all the other birds who visit the feeder. They scare the crackers out of the bluejays. This little chickadee was VERY brave, or very…unintelligent, it had no fear of the sharp beak that can drill holes into trees in no time at all.
I myself would be adverse to being close to one of these woodpeckers. Research hath informed me that the red-bellied woodpecker has a barbed tongue…so if it licked me it would hurt and to make matters worse…it has sticky spit.