I’m really, really, really out of sync being temporarily displaced from my window into the woods. They’re making progress, it will get built, siding goes on next week…but still much to do. So…I thought I’d look at sunsets…you can look too if you want to.
Two views of the same sea oats and clouds.
I’m missing the birds and their antics outside of my window into the woods….so I’m pulling some images out of the archives. I think I had up to nine bluejays feeding on this winter day. Such characters.
Just a bird in a bush with a fish
Some protein is really delish
Now raw’s not my style
But it makes this bird smile
So that’s all that matters, kapisch?
After a day of extremely strong winds and torrential rainfall, the sky had apparently run out of anger.
Having had it’s tantrum, the sky went all sweet and tried to make up for it’s bad temper by puffing up the remaining clouds with gorgeous color.
The sky is very clever, I immediately forgave it and told it how much I adored it.
Behold…the eastern bluebird.
Bluebirds apparently are hunters…birds of prey. As far as I can see, they are only intimidating to very small things. They hunt for insects, spiders, little bits of fruit and other creatures from whatever perch seems promising, they watch the ground, and then swoop down, pouncing on their prey.
I have seen this pouncing. At the time that I first observed this, I didn’t know what they were doing, but after long minutes of observation, I believed and still do, that they are actually addicted to eating dirt.